This Day is Like a Poem, Love

 Doesn't dawn's blank page give you a rush

as you consider its potential?!

Yesterday was a masterpiece because we had a birthday-girl in the house...

 

This day is like a poem, love

A page where we commit

Often without much thought at all

The touch and taste of it

This day is like a poem, love

Who knows how it will end?

Each moment like a drop of ink

To verses yet unpenned

This day is like a poem, love

Make it a work of art

For soon its lilt and rhyme is sealed

In volumes of the heart

This day is like a poem, love

Before its hours cease

Oh, let us do the best we can

To pen a masterpiece

© Janet Martin