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
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Love this one!
Thank you!! 🙂 🙂
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.
Thank you – I do this all the time, even though I know how silly it is! Sometimes, to balance it, I remind myself on a Friday afternoons that its only a couple of days more till…Monday!!! 🙂
That’s just mean to yourself.
LOL!
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
🙂
Thank you, what a wonderful answer to the rhyme, thank you for sharing!! 🙂
There’s always Doctor Who. Doctor Who days are always good days.
……agreed. Just sayin’.
Actually, I agree too…particularly tenth doctor days with the divine Mr Tennant…mind you I’m watching a DVD box set at the moment of another series he is in called Broadchurch and as ever he is a fantastic actor but the character (so far) he is playing is so unpleasant it’s a bit jarring… 😦
Very true! 🙂
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!!
Very true…though I still do wish away my life each Monday I think, waiting for the next weekend!! 🙂 Can’t help it! 🙂
I enjoy this piece. My years have become like this in so many ways. Just day after day……..month after month…
Yes, I often think when I get depressed that it’s Monday and am longing for Friday that I’m just wishing my life away, LOL! 🙂
Wow Helen! Such a sad poem, yet it is very beautiful. Also very true!
Thanks so much!! 🙂 🙂
You are most welcome!
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. 😉 Great poem Sis xxxx
Very wise words my friend, very wise!! thank you!! 🙂