The day doesn't wish to be seized.
Faces in the clouds are frowning.
Consider grabbing hold
anyway and wrestling
it into a dance of sunlight
To the magic music of dawn.
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Great first line, memory worthy🌟
.. lovin it ! & have always loved.. the day that seizes me .. 🦎🏴☠️🎬