Same day ~ Different date
Does everything always blend ~ is that my destiny, or is that my fate…
Same day becomes exposed ~ I’ll find peace in that, neither bad nor great…
Different date, is it the earlier one or is it the late…
Either one, I’ll find ways to separate ~ I’ll take notes and jot down small memories of what I have witnessed as great…
Either one, I will find a way to manipulate, I’ll re-create something that was a thing of the past ~ holding onto that something, more than likely to become my fate…
Are there going to be ways for me to tell the difference within each day ~ these days that are my only true, loving existence…
Will there be something so monumental to impact my day, something that will guide me in my future ways…
Finally discovering they are indeed different days, finally paying attention that they are indeed different dates…
I have a realization that it doesn’t really matter ~ a knowing that comes to me in the days ladder…
Is the ladder the climb outta the routine, is it the climb into something beginning, something unforeseen…
Either one becomes a direction of succession ~ one that engulfs my life with a beautiful progression…
Progress in the then, the now, and forever the future ~ something to be proud of, something I’ll forever nurture…
I’ll spend my days nurturing the me that was then, and the me that is now ~ both I am forever proud of…
I WILL NOW TAKE MY BOW
