Rhythm of my Mind

Time

For those days when the birds don't sing,
For those days when you just need a cuppa.
Let's remember that everyday is different,
Yet that they are so predictable.
They are predictable until something changes,
And for today is when a someone is leaving our lives.
So for today, when we celebrate what we have,
Yesterday, which claims ownership to our memories,
And tomorrow,
For which we don't yet know.

Dedicated to all those people who leave our lives to go live theirs.