365 Poems: June 2nd, 2014


Every moment of our lives

is spent waiting for the next moment to come.

We wake up,

drive through morning traffic,

sit in our office and wait for lunch,

wait for the end of the day,

wait for the night,

wait for the weekend,

wait for spring,

wait for summer,

wait for retirement,

All we want is what’s ahead.

But I ask you,

when we do finally get tot he end,

what then?

“Moments Passing By”


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