APM # 10 Goodbye


Goodbye,
Day.

With many hopes I rose
From slumber
Hung over with dreams
Strange stories and numbers

Looking up to the sun
I prepared for the run

Plans, schedules and to do lists
A-plenty
The thinnest finger of the clock
Pointing me guilty

Time flew
I never knew

Oh procrastination
The mother of laziness!
Hope she left me for good
So I could do what I should

But the day ran fast
Giving little chance.

The list half done
And half yet to do
Some dreams lived
And others on the waiting list
A turtle on the beach
Myself, I move
Neither sea-wards
Nor backwards
Yet I move

Moving…
The day passes by
And just then
I say goodbye.
















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