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a new day September 1, 2008

Posted by Dine Racoma in Childhood Innocence, Life, My Poetry.
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by Dine Racoma

a new day
so different from the last
a new day
i don’t know what has lapsed

refreshing thoughts
a smile, a little high
the past gone
how come, oh why?

pinch me if you must
to wake up to reality
take it in little strides
slowly, slowly

magical, intoxicating
but i am awake
not reel, it’s real!
all for me to take

oh what a fortune
don’t you think so?
i am not used to this
better take it slow

a new day
so different from the last
a new day
i don’t know what has lapsed

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Photo taken from Thimpu, Bhutan

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1. Gina - September 1, 2008

The poem couldn’t be apter, I was just thinking – where did the days go? It’s already September!

Hi Dine, just catching up on your new poem entries =)


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