A forgetting day

All and nothing

It’s a forgetting day,

A day for yesterday’s memories,

To slide away,

Where warm breezy bright,

No longer lingers or remembers,

Any yester day or yester night.


It’s a forgetting day,

Under cloudy skies,

In lumbering quietness,

Perfectly lies,

An un-unforgettable day,

Leaden lined,

And numbling grey.

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allets's picture

"forgetting day"

And time passes. :D

Lady A