A Day Poem by Katherine Bryce

A day turns to a week
In a blink of an eye
But as we all know
Time won’t stay still
 
If only time would
We could be free within age
Never letting time catch up
But to be and do as we please
 
Why can’t we be free
But what is free truly
Is it doing what we want
Or being who we want
 
A day can be both good and bad
Good because of a great day
Bad because it’s far gone
But it will come again
 
Not the same day
But the memory will remain
It’ll stay with you always
It’ll be in your heart.