Some are what they are
Others can be a surprise
But we own every day
To smile or frown is a choice
Whisper or raise your voice
Greet it in your own way
Embrace each one given
Do what you can, or not
In your own way, it’s okay
Stoic Poetry
Some Days
Through The Cracked Window (Revisited)
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