Treasure Island

G.R. Gaus

(April 11 1950 / St. Louis)

An Unassuming Life


Yesterday was just another day,
Can’t remember what I’d done?
Passing storm, then blew away,
Making way for summer’s sun.

Today was just another day,
Things went much the same,
Did some work, time for play,
Always, inventing a game.

Tomorrow should be another day,
What’s in store? Haven’t a clue,
If I shall wake, come what may,
In life, I’m passing through.

Simple as the bird, who sings,
Knowing not the reason why,
How to fly upon their wings,
They naturally learn to rely.

Submitted: Wednesday, August 07, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, August 28, 2013

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