The Day That Got Away

The Day That Got Away

There it was,

there it went.

Where has it gone?

I wish I knew

 but I suspect,

as I stifle back my yawn-

it slipped away, 

my today

never to return

 History,

a mystery 

for which 

now I yearn.

Too late, too short, 

without further adieu,

I bid you sweet farewell

Be gone now, finished,

shoo!

Procrastinated plans,

interruptions in my day,

set me on a treadmill

of multiple delays.

So now I see the clock has ticked it's final tock,

I will hope tomorrow

wears a more productive frock.

For now I say, Ta-Ta

and I wave my hand goodbye

Sweet Dreams Today,

Tomorrow's my ally.

©Dawn Paoletta-Beneath The Surface: Breath of Faith

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