Just For A Moment

These are not those days,
When anyone can anticipate...
What hours tomorrow,
They will be allowed to borrow.
Or can be scheduled as planned.
And with a doing to contemplate.

These are not those days,
Anyone can sit with wishes...
To get more rest with a choosing to do it.
Just for a moment to relax and reflect,
Upon a collection of sweet memories...
For the purpose to reminisce and quickly digest.

These are not those days that can be saved,
For anyone awaiting for someone else to come...
Willing to confess in elaborate expressions,
Of what it was they should have done...
Yesterday or the day before,
Since those doors have been opened to close.

by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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