In the weave of daily threads,
In every corner, every nook,
A story waits in the smallest look.
The way the sun shifts through the pane,
Tiny echoes of routine’s dance,
Hold secrets in their subtle glance.
A smile shared in fleeting grace,
The tender lines on a weathered face,
In the mundane, patterns lie,
Soft and fleeting as they pass by.
Yet in these fragments, soft and small,
Resides the beauty of it all,
For in the simplest, smallest things,
The heart’s true song gently sings.
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Wild Card Weekend Recap: What Happens Now?
I think I figured out why I love Wild Card Weekend so much. It's because it's the first playoff anything of the calendar year. The NFL season starts in the fall, and once upon a time, the champion was crowned either on or slightly before New Year's. The evolution of the NFL schedule has resulted in the playoffs starting just into the New Year, and currently, the final week of the season falls on the first weekend of the New Year, with Wild Card Weekend coming a week after that. So yes, chronologically, the NFL's Wild Card Weekend serves as the first playoff anything of the calendar year.
By Clyde E. Dawkins7 days ago in Unbalanced
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Such simplistic elegance in so few words. I love this poem and its abounding magical theme.