Each Day

Winter Morning

Winter Morning (Photo credit: blmiers2)

Each day much like the last
Funny how quickly
The seasons have passed
Warms nights fade and with them their glow
Winter’s new web
Covered in snow

Monday morning dreaming ahead
Countdown to Friday
Each day has bled
Wishing your life away a day at a time
Similar memories
Lost in this rhyme

Each day is so much the same
No variations
No-one to blame
Only the seasons marking the days
Year upon year now
Lost in a haze

(c) Helen Valentina 2013, All rights Reserved

About helenvalentina

Like most people, I have a number of sides to me. The most interesting one probably emerges through my writing, hence this blog. I love to read, and also to write, and so this is a way to share both.
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21 Responses to Each Day

  1. That’s a great insight in the second stanza. Pushing for Friday and praying for the week to be over is like wishing ones life away. Thanks for that new perspective.

  2. But think a while,
    Each day is NOT the same
    You grow in style
    No longer tame
    So give a smile
    And show your flame


  3. Brian Hughes says:

    There’s always Doctor Who. Doctor Who days are always good days.

  4. So silly to wish days and seasons away…..enjoy each day so that at the end of your life you can say you truly lived. Hugs, Sis…this was splendid!!

  5. words4jp says:

    I enjoy this piece. My years have become like this in so many ways. Just day after day……..month after month…

  6. Wow Helen! Such a sad poem, yet it is very beautiful. Also very true!

  7. I used to be the same way years ago Sis until I almost died so I could learn how to live. Each moment, each sunrise, each person you touch and who touches you, all so very precious and can be gone from one blink to the next. As far as Monday’s go….. though they are often cursed, there may be someone out there who would’ve given anything to have that day, but did not live long enough to enjoy it. All about perspective, and how you look at it I guess. πŸ˜‰ Great poem Sis xxxx

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