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.