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This Sunny Day, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

Path in the WoodsPath in the Woods, Vincent van Gogh (1887)

This Sunny Day

Did walk gingerly on this sunny day
Not really sure my destination
Just listening to what I had to say
Resulting in my great consternation

Half hidden in my path I did not see
A stone that quickly sent me to the ground
Sounding as if a falling aged oak tree
Cautious not daring to emit a sound

Laid there awhile afraid to move an inch
Unsure of the event that just happened
Strange feeling, both hands my heart I did clinch
Smiling for I was unknowingly stunned

Looking to the sky with such pain inside
Such was it that made me feel so alive
The feelings in my heart I will abide
For it’s a special love soon to arrive