A day without engaging
In something out of routine
Something to spark some joy,
A day’s worth is demeaned
A poem here, a painting there,
A craft session, be it online
A dream of mine, a soul space
For my pursuits, a shrine.
The dearth of talent that I have
I make up for it, by count
Completion is now my goal
And, to be in peace is surmount.
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