all of his life he feels the same way
yesterday lasts for far too long
tomorrow probably never appears
it is not only today that is wrong
a week can be a long slow ache
a year is often too short
a day at a time is the lesson he learns
that each heartbreak needs to be taught
a love blossoms in a moment
like that snow-flake on the river
and brings not only memories
but a pain that lasts forever
every second brings another thought
every beat he hears the blues
the sounds of sadness filter through
leaving him ever more confused
every month he plans to start afresh
he knows his calendar is outdated
for one minute he thinks he sees the truth
life becomes more complicated
all of his life he feels the same
yesterday lasts for far too long
tomorrow probably never occurs
today is the day he always gets wrong
So uncharacteristically sad Dear Elephant. Beautiful in the telling though.
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Reblogged this on idealisticrebel and commented:
I really love this poem.
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