Deja Vu
The day began like any other
Yet somehow, I had seen this day before,
It reminded me of another
From the days of yore
Even the clouds looked the same
As they sailed by in skies of blue
It imbued enchantment when it came
As I searched the past for a clue
A day had returned from the past
As if to turn back the hands of time
distant memories it now cast
As I tried to find the reason from the rhyme
Which day was this that had returned?
Was it a summer day I once knew?
Was it a day of which I yearned?
Or simply just, my deja vu
2-21-2023
Copyright © Joseph May | Year Posted 2023
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