There are 24 hours
in every day
so they are the same
or so they say.
But I respectfully disagree –
some days leave a mark
and we remember them with
the beats of our heart.
There are hello days
and days filled with good cheer.
There are also blue days
and days laden with fear.
December 2nd is marked
for me now anyway.
It is now known
as the Goodbye Day.
I forget a lot of things but I recall
every detail through and through
that occurred on this day
when I said goodbye to you.
Going in those 24 hours
may look the same way
but how each hour stacks up
may leave a mark on that day.
© 2014 ck’s days
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