The Perfect Day

Have you ever had the perfect day?
Just A day where nothing goes wrong, and somehow
It’s like the sun is out for you right now
telling you the day was made of gold dust,
of smiles, and cupcakes, and of pie crust.
When work is postponed for shady tree boughs,
relaxing instead in the here and now.
Please believe me when I say you can trust
Me when I say the day is perfect.
The wind is just right, a breeze on your face
as you walk out of your house and into the sun.
Would you be able to reject it?
The perfect day, made yours in this place
But all things have to end to start anew.

Chelsea Usher