In the morning
You bring a cool breeze
greeting me as i stumble
out into the new day
In the afternoon
You give a sun
the scorches my skin
burning me from the inside
In the evening
You chill all you set aflame
just mere hours ago
making me grab a sweater
to help keep me warm.
There is no winning with you.
A bipolar case
with no solution,
other than to embrace
And be thankful for what is given.
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