there was a day like thursday

there was a day like thursday
that began with thoughts, no,
concerns for you;
that your tender grieving heart
had found peace in the night

there was a day like thursday
that unfurled in pink, wispy streaks
of morning light above the hills,
only to surrender to regiments
of clouds marching in from the north

there was a day like thursday
that flooded my mind, my spirit
with warm, incandescent light
that wore your name, your voice, your words,
defying the menacing darkness

there was a day like thursday
that carried its cadence in a basket,
seconds, minutes, hours spilling out
onto soft grass, dancing toward the west,
the colors of sunrise
embraced by the colors of sunset

there was a day like thursday...
a day like no other