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There will be other days…

For your face in the sun,

For stretching to run.

For gathering sea shells,

And smelling bluebells.

For a face full of snow,

For taking it slow.

For sandy toes,

And fireside marshmallows.

For raindrop races,

Tree dappled places.

For leaf pile kicking,

For ice cream licking.

For the swish of the piste,

A sweet kiss on the wrist.

For searching the stars,

For firefly jars.

For pumpkin spice latte,

For nouveau Beaujolais.

There will be other days..

Just not today

And that too, is okay.

©️ Juliette Turrell