Now
Is
this the time, the day, the year,
the
point in my life to know that
after
all this time, those days, those years,
the
point of my life may be that
spending
all that time, past days, past years
pointed my life to somedays
that
present more endings than
beginnings
more even breaks than
winnings
still, knowing what the time
is today
doesn’t lessen the pain of
what is drifting away
or make any easier the “good-byes”
to say,
to this time, this day, this
year.
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