Do you ever feel like,
You are in the wrong life today,
A feeling inside, of yesterday, or tomorrow,
Knowing this is your only chance to play,
When it is over, no more time you can borrow,
Enjoying the fun times that come your way,
You had tears, in moments of sorrow on a cloudy day.
All the memories from those yesterdays,
You remember the good and bad, friends you had,
Situations, you were made a fool,
Other days strutting yourself, so cool,
Always pondering about the next day,
Will you win the big one, or have, to borrow,
Be thankful for those memories, and this moment of time,
There are no refunds, you can not go back to yesterday,
When your ticket expires, there will be no tomorrow.
The Original: Tom Maxwell © 10/28/2022 AD
6: 02am
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