One More Time

If there were a single day of yesterdays
That I could hold most dear,
should it be filled with daffodils and puffy clouds,
or brother with baseball shoes?

Once upon a time, a time, a time,
Which yesterday would you save?
If times were but a tic and toc,
Then they would all be the same.

Alas, times are not the same,
each holding it’s own mystery.
One may be hot and blistery,
while another cold and wintery.

Whether weather is weather (as it be),
it makes so little difference to me.
For souls are what brighten my days,
Not the Sun, not the Moon, not electricity.

If there were a way to gather the times
that made me smile so,
and mix them all together with  rhyme,
and never let them go,
Then that day would be the day I’ll save,
and take it to my grave.

 © 2014 John Allen Richter

Thank you all for being my friend…….

About johnallenrichter

I am an aspiring Poet and adorer of life, a conqueror of nothing. However I am a champion curator of truth and friendship and hold both of those things most dearly to my heart. Welcome to my mind's eye. I hope you will enjoy what you may find and please know that you have a friend here. View all posts by johnallenrichter

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