Was it a morning walk to
remember,
Or did it change my life forever?
It felt just like yesterday,
Or perhaps the day before yesterday.
The
dazzling plants across the street,
The babbling brook beneath my feet,
Neither stirred my soul to linger,
Or urged me to pause and ponder.
The street
dogs wagged their tails,
As always, with hopes that never fail.
The officer on duty, through the night,
Appeared as stunning as last night's light.
The New
Year bears no special grace,
No shift in climate, no change of pace.
No season to nurture the earth below,
Rather, it passed in silence, a quiet flow,
Avoiding the outcry, the festive glow.
