The day comes to an end
And sleep calls to you,
As you fall asleep
Think of the good things,
The good things that happened,
That happened in the day.
It may have been a hard day
But each day has moments of joy,
So take those moments into sleep
And be grateful for those times.
The morning brings on tomorrow
With a fresh start to the new day,
And with a fresh start to your life.
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
Online) - Published: January 21st, 2026 02:10
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- Category: Reflection
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