Dropped


from the ABC set Poetry

A day gone is a day lost.
Lost and gone forever.

We cannot walk back
to that day, dropped
only a short week ago.

Pick it up,
dust it off,

and smile at our good fortune
as we pocket it, ready
for some more needful time.

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Comments

Bradene | October 6, 2008 - 15:45

Surely we can, doesn't that day become a memory, if it was a good day then smile away whenever you think of it, if it was a bad day remember it and learn from the experience. You have the germ of a good poem here, just a slightly different viewpoint is needed. I hope you don't mind my reasoning. Good Luck. (-; Val