The day without yesterday began
without milk on the doorstep,
without mum shouting you’re late,
without homework not done,
without breakfast as usual
without dreams lingering,
worries waiting or anything
really, except an explosion
of me running here
and you running there
and a feeling everywhere
that this was the beginning
of something new,
of something worth
banging on about.

from Astro Poetica.

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