The Passage of Time: a poem by John B. Moss

The Passage Of Time

A Poem by
John B. Moss
02/12/98

"Hasta Manana" (ABBA)

Day by day my plans are laid
Each vision of the future pure
So long the time, so short the days
To make the plans mature - and yet
If truth be told (it always is), I
Never need to worry, for in
Yesterday I saw myself, I saw myself today

Caught a glimpse of just how
All my lifelong days will be, a
Lasting taste of loves and fears I
Lay at Hope's fair door, until it
Seems forevermore - I am the product of my dreams!

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