Segue to Smooth

A day that segues into smooth
From bumpy at its start
Is like a prize awarded
For not crumbling apart.

The smiles are that much sweeter;
The vibes all silk and satin.
The energy as upbeat
As the best parts of Manhattan.

Without a little snag or two
To bring about disfavor,
The smoothness wouldn’t be the same
We’d write about or savor.