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®
QuickTurtle Books® 
Thanks J L, 🇺🇸
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Nice poem 🙂
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Beautiful!
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Thanks Bette!
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That poem is just the way I feel about you, Richard!
How sweet of you to have written it up for me.
My heart is open wide. 🙂
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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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Thanks! Appreciate your blessings.
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My pleasure. 🙂
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Check out the new poetry by Richard Rensberry!
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Thanks Jason!
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But of course Richard! 👍😉
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