On The Morrow…

Each day a new life,

Yesterdays forgotten,

Cut from memory with a knife,

The only way to live herein with a wife…

Each life a new day,

Hearing do we the birds sing and say,

Forget about the past, it is just that,

No worries we need have about the last…

Life does move on,

Tomorrow a new dawn,

Be it sunny or cloudy,

Rainy or dark, always say howdy,

Be happy, be bright, never withdrawn,

For life it does move onward and upward,

Treat it as such, and save for later, that yawn…

            © ed ~ 10/24/04