"After all, tomorrow is another day."
“As of tomorrow I will start anew,
I will not waste again another day,
We’re parting ways, adieu, my love, adieu,
Pardon my French,” to my old self I say.
“But, darling, wait,” my old self chimes in,
“Have you forgotten something? After all,
There is a rule for those who begin
A brand new life, oh don’t you recall?”
“I think I know what you mean, cherie:
I have to wait until a certain day…
I’ll wait till Monday then, thanks, mon amie!
Au revoir, I’ll see you soon!” I say.
Live for the Love of it,
The Happy Amateur
Wow - what a great aphorism as poem! Brava!ReplyDelete
Thanks RJ! :-)Delete
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truthful reflection, well done.ReplyDelete
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Brilliant - I love it!ReplyDelete
Thank you, Andy, glad you liked it!Delete