#1796-Bygone

Tranquility floating along.

Waiting to be felt,

Among drifting clouds.

A quiet morning,

When no one’s around.

A beautiful day,

Starting to unwind.

Then again,

Rain may arrive,

Bringing wet memories,

From years gone by.

But while moments last,

Let’s not dwell on the past.

For today will disappear,

In the blink of an eye.