Day Seventeen

Day starts and ends in oblivion,
when there is no where to go,
moreover no work to hands,
like today, I woke and I slept,
I woke again and waited
for clock to struck nine, but
before, it could, I slept again,
the clock, these hours,
these minutes and seconds,
ticked no purpose but one,
that it doesn't remind me,
today is also one of
the day seventeen,
the day of miracles has been,
once part of my reality.
I woke up just now, to tell you,
I really really love you!