Another Year’s Passing

Tomorrow will be

another year’s passing,

becoming a day of thoughtful


a day of toys

where boys

become men

and girls think of boys.

you get what you want,

you get what you don’t.

you see your future dimly,

it gets clearer as time goes on.

you bend with the times.

you get lonely for a while,

you marry someone, again.

you see trends come and go,

you thought it all belonged to you.

but, you find you can’t control

what others seem to do.

yet, time keeps movin’ on,

at least, it seems that way to you.

that some others have no cllue

they seem to just sit and watch


as you move on,

it becomes a matter of what day

they guess it has become.



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