12-9-09...NEVER THE SAME
I've never stood where I stand today,
though alike it may seem.
I never had the same thoughts,
nor dreamed the same dreams.
Everything is different that seems the same.
No one is the same as before.
The same troubles never return,
to knock upon my door,
Everything was swept away
as dust upon the wind.
And I leave it there where it belongs,
because I know, that around the bend
everything is new, nothing remains the same
although I wish it could.
Not yesterday--- not tomorrow, they are but clouds,
just winnowing from where they stood.
Today I stand and face what is, not thinking of other times,
when things were new and fresh as Spring,
Winter not brought to mind.
Clydene (Thomas) Overbey
12/09/2009
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