Yesterday went as all
yesterdays go, into the
never never land of the past
With lopsided memories of
good times
unfortunate times
impossible times
pleasant times
even mundane times
may pop up unannounced.
All categorized and filed
in gauzy memory banks
Taken out and savoured
when nostalgia beckons.
“Nostalgia is a file that removes the rough edges from the good old days.”
~ Doug Larson, American journalist
(1926 - 2017)
Any other day
could have been filled
with sunshine or raindrops
but today is
not like any other day
even though filled with
the decisions of any other day.
Which mug to fill with tea,
which task to do,
which part of life to live,
which time to be here or there,
which friends and family to enjoy.
Any other day
could have been filled
with sunshine or raindrops
but not the same ones that filled this day.
“Don’t count the days, make the days count.”
~ Muhammad Ali
(1942 ~ 2016)
Dedication to anything is
as a bird in flight
muscles and mind
working in harmony
to get to the nest,
to forage for wants and needs
flying through
rain clouds,
open air,
against hostile winds.
At the end of the day
to rest and sleep
readying for
the next day’s flight.
“Our self-acknowledgement has to be bigger than our fear.”
~ Rod Stryker, author
