Some Days


Some Days

Some days are empty
some days are full

Some days are timid,
some days are bold.

Some days are broken
some days unfold

Some days are some days
with no where to go.

Some days are precious,
some days grow old.

Some days are happy,
some days are cold.

Some days I tell you,
some days I’m told

Each day I love you
is boundless spun gold.

Richard Rensberry, The Grumpy Poet
From HeartWood, slated for publication December, 2016 by QuickTurtle Books®

11 thoughts on “Some Days

  1. Brenda October 16, 2016 / 7:54 pm

    I love your poem. It’s simple and beautiful. I’m so happy to have discovered your blog thanks to Jason. 🙂 Wishing you and the beautiful lady in the photo a wonderful Sunday. 🙂

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