At least I was one for a little while.
The time seemed to fly, as if someone
or something was trying to rush me by...
Was I here before? I often asked.
That elementary feeling and being aware of the past.
The rotary phones I hated, but they were all by
design; just as touch tone phones came along
and never left like a relationship that never
They say that the past reflects the present.
This I say is true.
Rotary phones were clear circles just waiting for
things to go around...
Until they came to the present and most things
I hated yesterday, like it was something, I
always had to do, no rest for the weary
and constantly feeling blue...
Perhaps, it was the known expectations
that haunted me and would lead me to today.
Tomorrow isn't promised and you can't
take it with you...
Yesterday wasn't beautiful and the sky's are
all gray, but I probably have to thank yesterday
for creating today!