Friday, January 2, 2015

Yesterday, Today, Tomorrow

Yesterday was but a shuffle
In scruffy, floral slippers 
With old gum on the sole
I want to stamp now 
Stamp on the snow
Stamp on the dust
Stamp on the grass 
And nurture my callouses with quiet pride
The unsightly evidence of an adventure had
Tomorrow is for skipping
Skip away young heart
Skip away

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