to make it to the end
of just another day
a part of lifetime's blend
be it toil or be it play
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dusk arising (
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to make it to the end
of just another day
a part of lifetime's blend
be it toil or be it play
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Comments5
Good write dusk.
'All work (or all singing) and no play, makes Jack a dull boy at the end of the day?' That'll be right, if it's me singing! lol
So true and even more blessed id you wake up the following day.
Andy
a wonderful shorty Dusk..
we too easily forget
consumed by our needy - now, of temperamental haste
indeed, a lifetime is blended
between our midnight's - bell, of triumphant survival
from one day: to its hopeful, next
Short and poignant. Work hard, play hard and have some fun along the way. So true ☺️
Just another day which we are thankfully allowed to have lived😊
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