"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!
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Deletetruthful reflection, well done.
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