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Praise the Day (Part 1)

I woke up this morning well ahead of my alarm

Filled with good intentions and desires- quite the opposite of harm

Surprised by the feeling of getting such great sleep

For the first time in a while I didn’t wait for the beep

Took a shower, shit, shaved and brushed my teeth

Eager to start the morning much earlier than this week.

The first ride cancelled, too impatient to wait

Didn’t bother me, I wasn’t even out of the gate

Funny enough the app pinged and I got her again

She was standing there, waiting in the cold- not willing to contend

We started the ride but no words were spoken

The hopes for a good day I thought would surely be broken

Plagued by the elephant of how we just met

The mindset I chose I soon choose to regret.

A burst of laughter erupted, a cheerful “no fucking way!”

The animation in her voice was so truthful and gay

I wasn’t even listening, the radio tuned out by my own thoughts

She heard every word of the station, I was trying to connect the dots

We chatted  the rest of way with only a few minutes to spare

My head back on correctly, I knew he had answered my prayer.


 

Inspired by the day, both sunny and mild

The next ride I gave was accompanied by a child

A young mom came with many sleepless nights

The sincerity in her eyes is what encouraged me to write

Her daughter was curious, but even more polite

Whispered questions about me to her mom, she was clearly raised right.

I dropped them off in Woburn- Lexington St. to be exact

When the next ping came- 4.9 stars, three minutes away- a match!

I pulled up to the hospital not knowing what to expect

A young nurse coming off a long shift, I was able to detect

She spoke freely of her travels and family in India

Encouraged the places I wanted to see, including everywhere south of Virginia

We made it to her destination on Lexington St., ironically

The forty-minute drive went so fluidly, and so rapidly.

Curious of the neighborhood where the monument stood still

I was blessed with the next passenger with all my answers to fulfill

He was a few years ahead with a girlfriend and good job

Not a moment went by where my mind did throb

His advice was sincere, from opinion and experience

Again I was heard, strengthened with resilience.

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