Choice is a Messenger
Some mornings you
wake a changed person.
Might be
a flash of
morning light,
a mild
morning in
January,
green
shoots
in a flowerpot,
and you think,
Aren't you the lucky one
as if
life
is a lucky draw
plucked out
instead
of snatched.
This is a trial on the Verse Block. I wish the block’s background was white! I don’t think this works at all for me.
It's Still Life 
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