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A Collection of Days

A Collection of Days
David J Walker

It looks for all to me like
The same sky
Passing by  
As I wake to greet
Each new dawn

And the midday grass is
As green and fresh 
as any shaggy lawn 
I ever mowed for money 
As a boy

Every summer day
Every leaf that fell in Fall 
Ever winter snowdrift or
Spring rain
Feels and looks and smells 
The same as when 
I first arrived
All those years ago

So
What has changed
What has slowed and
Rearranged the
Ebb and flow of life


I am sure this is the
Same day continuing on
As when it first begun

Oh yes,
There are new songs 
To be sung
New lives and things
 to learn to love
New clothes to wear 
As the old fade and grow threadbare 

But tell me it’s a Monday 
Or Tuesday and how, 
Other than timebound 
Obligation, it is any different
than that  springtime Sunday
we walk in the park with the
realization that 
The sun is setting and 
Soon it will be dark 

And when the darkness comes
I will have banked 
A collection of the days
Of my life
As if all in one timeframe
Filed under my name
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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