Some perfect days
aren’t always spent by the sea
in lovely scenery.
Some are perfectly formed
and discovered unexpectedly
in the ordinary
moments in living.

A good report from the doctor,
a call from a loved one healing
from a long illness,
a raise in salary;
the jubilant child accepted to college.

Life’s little successes and
tremendous victories
create days that build a life,
become lifejackets we cling to;
anchors to steady us
when the storms come.

Carolyn Brunelle

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/perfect-days/