Not My Day

Today was not my day,
and that’s ok.
It didn’t have to be,
it didn’t owe me anything.

Today was not my day,
but I’m ok.
It’s nothing a bit of comfort food,
and a cup of tea couldn’t fix.

Today was not my day,
and the world’s not ok.
But perhaps tomorrow,
will be better for us both.

December 15, 2020
~ aurora winddancer

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Aurora Victoria WindDancer

Poet, Priestess, Songwriter, Singer, Mother, Mystic, Magician, Music Maker, Tantric, Teacher, Student, Aspiring Author, Playwright-In-The-Making, Ritualist, Thespian, and writer of esoteric musings about Life, Love, The Universe, and why people do the strange things we do.

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