Writing now
about later seems wrong.
Shouldn’t I
enjoy now, and
not care too much,
or at least not
worry about later
for now?
Now, will die
soon enough
becoming then,
and thens will add
up, and be the past…
And later is
so uncertain…
Take yesterday.
Yesterday, I believed
later would be as
sweet as then was.
But tables turned
and now is leaving
a bitter aftertaste
in my mouth
before turning into
the past…
If only it
had been true,
when you smiled
and waved as you said,
Later…
Cyranny's Cove 
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Cyranny’s Cove!
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(late) Thank you 🙂 xx
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You are welcome! lol
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Oh my. 💕 💕 💕 💕
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Thank you 🙂 🙂 I had quite a lot of fun with the play on words with this one…
*Hugs*
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I’m glad you had fun. 😊
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Great job, clever!
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