Revolving Calender
Is tomorrow the same as yesterday,
Is yesterday going to be the same as tomorrow?
If you question the days as numbers on a revolving Calendar,
Will you be able to let your heart sing?
I would never tell you to live for the day,
But what good will it do to count the days until something meaningful happens?
Will you feel the same as yesterday?
Will tomorrow be a better day?
Those questions are for someone who counts the days,
I for one won't count the days but I will look at other ways,
I will look as the sun goes down and the colors in the sky change,
I will watch the leaves fall to the ground and decompose into the ground,
I will watch the people smile and talk and go on their way,
And by chance if something comes my way,
I will smile and fall with it to smile all day.
Copyright © Houston Hararah | Year Posted 2016
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