Poem: Another Day
I found this poem while i was going through boxes of things in storage, I wrote it over 20 years ago. A little tattered and worn, but it sure brings back memories. Separated by war, so far away, the days seem to go by so slow, longing for the day we'd be together again.
Time passes through the day,
A never ending moment.
Things don't seem to change.
Not the sun or the passing rays.
From the coolness before the rising sun,
To the overwhelming heat of a long days run.
As time passes, the sun begins to set.
Another day gone by, with more to conquer, yet.
© 2010 Lady Liberty