Endless Days Poem by thomas tromblee

? 'As endless days have passsed before me, with time had moved on without me while day and night makes their way through their daily routine with noticing nothing expect what is right in front of me. As days come and pass things don't seem to change as sun rise and sun sets and moon appears in the coldness of night and fades almost from human sight upon each of these day, it feels like nothing different....