January 26, (J-26)
J-26, all day long has been odd
Been out of sorts, feeling strange
Won’t you help me please God.
My routine was thrown awry, this was by my own hands
I threw them up, and said “Forget it!” not succombing to demands
of my day.
“This is my day.” I declared and I gave it back to me
All the ties that usually bind, couldn’t hold me I broke free
Took my time and let some healing wash all over this girl
Closed my mouth, opened my mind, and let this day unfurl
Before me beautifully.
Made some cool new connections, that affirmed my unique appeal
Made me smile, at the selection, set before me, I can feel
All is well, with me.
by Robminx © All rights reserved. 2010 Poem-a-Day Series by Robminx