A new morning like any other
A new day birthed like any other birth
Born
Again
This day offers much for each to grasp
This day always offers much for each
Born
Again
This one day offers so much more than all others
This one day demands so much more
Again
Again
I will make what I make of each new day
I will make this day all I can make this day
Again
Born
This day is of love for one and for all
This day is of giving and receiving without condition
Again
Born
This day is meant to be perfect (but isn’t each day)
This day sets the bar high (so why doesn’t each day)
This day can hurt (when perfection stays away)
This day can be lonely (when pretending it’s not)
Born
Again
This day has the same twenty-four hours like any other
This day has the same moments to breathe love or sour
This day is another just like any other
This day is my choice for love or for dour
Born
Again

Until I lay me down at the end of the day

Content and consumed and falling to sleep

Again

Born
.

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