S. K. Smith - Poems - Mortality - Lamenting the "Good Ol' Days"

"Mortality
Weighs heavily on me like unwilling sleep."
John Keats (1795–1821)

Mortality

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mortality: Lisapizza
lament: Shes_lumps
thought: winjohn


	Lamenting the "Good Ol' Days" *© January 1983*

	The past is gone The future dim We lament What could have been!

	As the rain Blows in wind We yearn the sun That could have been!

	Time wears away As the rain That pounds and drips Against the pane ...

	What could have been! Dare we say -- Will be the 'morrow Which is today?

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	*Thought:* "Take therefore no though for the morrow: for the morrow shall take thought for the things of itself. Sufficient unto the day is the evil thereof." St. Matthew 6:34 (KJV)