It’s My Song

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It’s My Song

So beautiful and free
I felt just like that once
the world my Wonderland
and I could do no wrong.

Blinded by my youth
forever was my troth
until that mighty fall
into the rabbit hole.

Now that time has passed
my body bent with age
my mind keeps playing tricks,
a lie!
(I tell myself.)

© Rebecca Sanchez 2013

Shared with Imaginary Garden Of Real Toads.

The Calendar

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The Calendar

The Calendar doesn’t care
what day it is
it’s got so many to choose from
it can afford to lose one.

The calendar doesn’t count
when days go flying by
or care about your age
it simply turns the page.

© Rebecca Sanchez 2016

Written with Poets United and shared with Imaginary Garden Of Real Toads.