Time

Time is a ripple

Ever moving away

Ever changing

 

How is it

That the same storm

That brought you blessed rain

Also spawned the tornado

That leveled my home?

 

How is it

That your life goes on

When mine

Will never be the same

Ever again? 

 

Why does the sun dare

To shine 

on the shambles 

That is now

My broken life?

  

The only thought

That gives me the strength 

To breathe

To move

Is this:

 

Time is a ripple

Ever moving away

Ever changing

And tomorrow will be different 

From today. 

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