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.


  1. That 'nothing is ever the same' leaves the enchantment of tomorrow's possibilities.

    Your feelings nicely expressed. Keep writing, keep the possibilities alive.