Just One of Those Days in Glory

It was just one of those days
when the sky tolerated no clouds
and the breeze wouldn’t put up with any discomfort,
when leaves drank themselves silly with sunshine
and fragrances vandalized thoughts of prudence.
It was one of those days
when life took you in her arms
and whispered promises
too pure to be disbelieved
and so sensuous
that your soul blushed.
“When was the last time you thanked life for her gift?”
Dartwill Aquila

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