My day begins again at first glance. Awakening to see the newly rising sun's ascension into the sky. Hearing the birds chirping and fluttering admist the branches of the surrounding trees. Smiling fiercely as not a single cloud loiters in the sky to block my view. Sighing and muttering to myself about how I wish my days really began with seeing your face. Even the gloomiest and darkest of days would be unable to supress my joy. Working diligently throughout the day patiently awaiting my next chance to see you again.
The day ends prematurely at parting glance. Unable to hear any birds any longer or even see the sun. The sky filled with black, ominous clouds blocking any view I should hope to have. The close of the day has already come and any happiness had has fled and run. Unknowing when our paths will cross again, I patiently wait to see you again and for a new start of day.
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