Wednesday, September 12, 2012

Just the Same

The sky so blue,
Looks just the same,
As it used to.

A tree nods,                                                   
Shakes a few leaves,
And maybe a few pods.

The day well begun,
City noises and traffic,
The usual humdrum.

A few perhaps,
Many maybes.
Thoughts of you, Baby

Crying out in the rain,
All those lost yesterdays,
Nothing is ever the same.