Sunday, July 3, 2016

Another Day

Ripples on the blue sea.
Sprinkles in the fresh air
Like the crystals I see.
This morning is so fair,
Great for taking pictures
Than noting those lectures.

But who do I need more,
Admirers of photos,
Or the man who once wore
Stethoscopes in pathos?
With photos, I inspire,
But with him, I acquire.

Even the stars have light
To appear in our sight
In the dark, freezing night.

How can I inspire you
If I am not inspired?
I'll let this time pass through,
For I'm not yet that wired.
Another day for us,
For time flies by so fast.


Camp NaNoWriMo 2016 July progress: 1,771 words
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