Sometimes

Sometimes It feels

Like Time Stopped

Somewhere about 

A Year Ago ...

Sometimes it feels

like None of This

Really Ever Happened ...

But I Know Better

Than that

Because Everything that I do

Feels so Brand New.

But still, I can't Shake this Feeling

That if I closed My eyes

I could Open them Slowly

And wake and Kiss

Good morning

the Day

When I took a new footpath.

And I Wonder:

'Would Yesterday's Coffee

really been that bad?

Could I have made a new Cup

Without Throwing out the Pot?'

When I stop and think About

How Far I've come

And How,

Although not perfect

or how I quite want it To Be,

My Life is lived for Me now;

The way I See Fit.

And That is Worth Getting Up for

This Morning.

And Besides,

that Pot was Ruined

The Coffee that Was left

Had a Film of Mold Growing Cold.

And It Had to be Trashed.

And I don't Regret taking that path

(although, I could have Left a Note)

But Sometimes,

like today,

It seems Like

That None of this Really Happened.

Sometimes.

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