No Day like Today

Some ghosts come back to hug us,
Some affective disorders
Finally go away.
Their untold secret is they get bored
and maybe a little upset
after messing around
all this time inside my head. 
Here we go again
No worrying  perspective,
No negative thinking,
No tomorrow to procrastinate
Or yesterday to call August;
I’m a soap bubble flying around
My changing  colours - ready to collide
With a sunlit surface.
Yes, you won’t catch me
Unless  you go back on your promise.

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