Last night seems so far away.
Time has gone by the wayside.
The morning has arrived. Now,
what’s left are memories from
what was done. Time to look
ahead as I build up the courage
to get out of bed. Dreams, sleep,
and time separate last night
from this morning. Now, birds
are singing. Most are soaring.
We never know when last night
will be our last night. Wrong
or right, the transition to day
brings us closer to the light.
Life isn’t promised or guaranteed.
Tonight could be my last night.
Odds are it won’t be. But, life
is unpredictable as entering
the void is inevitable. Still,
I do what I can to love: to fill
my soul with love and passion.
Don’t forget about last night,
but enjoy the morning. Enjoy
the past, the future, the present
before asking where the time went.