Today is just another day
Yet it seems the same to me.
Another day soon crossed off
Our quickly dwindling way.

An age is reached when the road ahead
Is coming to an end…very visible in one’s head.
The body stoops, the hair is grey,
And the memory slips… more each day.

There’s nothing special occuring today
As it passes by… just like yesterday.
And it’s sad today, as it passes away…
As one can never bring back a day.

*jcs