What a day!
I ventured out early
with a million things on my mind
Carry-overs from
a hundred days before
(It could easily have been
ten million)
And when, finally,
I trudged home
weary and wasted
I trudged home
weary and wasted
it seemed as if I'd accomplished
little
little
hardly enough
to get me through
another day
except
for the fact
that I knew
you'd soon be home too
and somehow
(don't ask me how)
I'd find
the will
to do it all again
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