Later
The later of my yesterday
Crept stealthy on its steadfast way.
It heeded not the turn of Earth,
Not winter or the spring’s rebirth.
Paid no mind as clock chimes rang
Listened not to the song I sang.
I danced my dance to forever’s tune
Under golden sun and cold blue moon.
“Someday soon” I was wont to say,
But later continued its steady way.
I drifted along and thought to pretend
The dance I danced would never end
Now the music is over and later is here
And someday soon has flown, it’s clear.
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