There is no such thing as just another routine day, until the day is over. Then, if fate smiles, you get another. Take nothing for granted. 

It was just another day.
The sun was shining.
The grass was green.
There was a Springtime feeling in the air.
It felt like forever,
and the clouds looked like angels
smiling on him.
The breeze smelled like a bouquet
of flowers freshly cut,
and his clothes fit just right.
The car was full of gas,
and didn’t need to be washed.
He had money in the bank.
The bills were paid.
Everyone he met was smiling,
and they greeted him like a brother.
She sat next to him in the car,
and held his hand
while they went through the car wash
and he showed her how the system worked.
Their next stop was the record store,
where he dug into the bargain bins
while she spent her time looking through the classic rock.
All was right with the world.
They drove home thinking they would live forever,
in a happy dream life,
filled with car washes,
and record stores.
They would hold hands forever.
 
It’s a hard lesson to learn,
that nothing is forever. .rickpensive