omorrow's Memories

as we pass by and create yestertime


we can choose to wink at treasured moments

at the gift of being open and receptive

to the dipities of chance encounters

and create futures skipping with novelty

that play away forever for a day

as we wave from rove and distant den

till drowse beckons and 'tis time for bed

and twinkling blinks sink into blue depths

as dusk's shade turns bright butterflies to moths

till dawn's expectant light subtly doffs


as we pass bye and create yestertime