Those Days

Most days, I’m good.
I can get by
and only think of you once—
maybe twice—
as a passing thought.
Then there are days like today.
When the breeze picks up
and the rain draws near.
When the leaves have all fallen
and colder weather is here.
I need a jacket—
a blanket and hot tea.
It’s days like today,
when thoughts of you
are all my mind can see.

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