Thursday, August 14, 2008

August

Who am I

to say forever

when forever taunts me

like a schoolyard bully?

And yesterday

and the day before

wear my regrets

like a uniform.


So I will take every today,

every tomorrow,

and every day after that


and forever will just have to

take care of itself.

1 comment:

Zebraman said...

This poem rocks! I love it! -Kev