On the Day

just another sad poem..lol enjoy

On the Day
On The day I was born I knew my end...
In the beginning I knew where I began.
The clicking of the clock, Like rain on my sill...
Echoes in the valley of my soul...so calm and still.
The distant thunder...The beating of my heart,
Reminds my old soul of my journey's start.
The shadow's of the day..Like clouds in the sky,
Reminds my weary heart it has wings to fly.
A vision of tomorrow..the day to come..
Reminds me of yesterday...The past to some.
I breath...my heart fills me to overflow my pain.
I glimpse my now, my past and my tomorrow in my soul's rain.

 

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[Shadow Writer]

Here and there I could see glimpses of sunlight trying to break through. I have poems similar to this stashed away. But you know what, some people just like the rain. I like the imagery in this one. Phantom...