Making Time And Finding Comfort

I awakened today,
With yesterday on my mind.
And the day before.,
Along with those days before that...
Gone but obviously not forgotten.

And I asked myself...
Why are times I can not change,
Making time and finding comfort in my mind?
And giving me a reason to trip,
With 'what 'ifs'?

I awakened today,
With yesterday on my mind.
And the day before.,
Along with those days before that...
Gone but obviously not forgotten.

And I asked myself...
'If it is time you want to waste,
Why can't you take some of it...
And clean up your house? '

Needless to say...
I thought that comment was extremely rude.
So I left.
Determined to return when I felt like it.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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