Today was a poem.

Today I saw a chicken on its first day of life. It was yellow and it hid beneath its mother mostly, and I loved it.

Today I saw my favorite bumper sticker. In bold letters, on a back of a truck, the only sticker:

I Love My Wife.

Today I saw Jason and Jenna and Frankie and Ryan and Dorothea and Claire and David and Jessica and Chris and Stephanie and Marshal and JP and Spencer and Jimothy and Stephen and Shanny and Sara and Anita and Scott.

Today a field of wildflowers overlooked by Tijuana saw this:

Today was good.

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