One Good Day

The first in a long row

Where comes my serenity

as well comes my sorrow

to disturb where I was

and where I am

and where I will go

the first in a long row

comes calmly

and wades politely

and cautiously

for it is very sensitive

and I as I remember my humility

and my visibility and vulnerability

forfeit the first in a long row

and take the second

which comes meekly

before it too is passed along for another

Reviews

[B]

Good days can happen so rarely when one is feeling blue
i guess thats why all humans run away from sadness
on those good days we feel seen and happy

i see so much personification in your writes
you managed to make feelings turn into figures that are easier to understand

for example you made happiness a feeling turn into a physical entity which is a good day

Cool stuff

[Coyote Poetry]

Good days are needed.
"And I as I remember my humility
and my visibility and vulnerability"
Life can be a bear. We need the good days to last. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote