Poem 757 – Today

Some days we do amazing things:
mend broken hearts, help those in need,
and make the world a better place.

Some days I reach that perfect note,
and find a satisfying rhyme or
fly faster or further on my bike.

Today is not that day.

Today I tarried in my bed,
then read a book and tidied up,
and finally did some shopping.

Enjoyed a mundane day today when nothing exceptional happened. Sometimes that is perfect.
(10.01.26)

© Ben Quant 2026
Photo by Blaz Photo on Unsplash

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