These are the days of peace
when there’s been much won,
but many a hard day’s work left to enjoy.
These are the days of balance
when we can temper our tedious tanning
with our brainstorming notebooks held high
to keep the sun out of our eyes.
These are the days when ambition is nursed
over tea and talk of dreams,
over yoga in the park
and frozen yogurt.
These are the days we longed for
when we had nowhere to go
and such little precious time
to finally get there.
Here is where we wanted to be,
the days we seek to secure more of;
these are the days we’ll miss
when they are gone.