Bee On Desert Marigold — Image by kenne
Today
If ever there were a spring day so perfect,
so uplifted by a warm intermittent breeze
that in made you want to throw
open all the windows in the house
and unlatch the door to the canary’s cage,
indeed, rip the little door from the jamb,
a day when the cool brick paths
and the garden sprouting tulips
seemed so etched in sunlight
that you felt like taking
a hammer to the glass paperweight
on the living room end table,
releasing the inhabitants
from their snow-covered cottage
so they could walk out,
holding hands and squinting
into this larger dome of blue and white,
well, today is just that kind of day.
— Billy Collins
Becoming is Superior to Being 
What a fun amd fitting poem! Indeed, a perfect day it has been.
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We have had more than our share of perfect days lately
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What a great poetic sentiment! Thanks for sharing, Kenne!
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Collins is one of my favorite poets.
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