I’m More Than I Was Yesterday

A Poem

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hey, do you remember that day

when we laughed till we cried

and saw the sun set over the hills,

believing all our dreams would come true?

well, dreams fall hard and never last,

not when you’re a child run rampant

in a world of adult rules and schemes,

betrayals and deceptions and tithes.

but there are glimmers between shadows —

the smile the grocery clerk gave me,

the five-dollar lottery ticket win,

the wildflowers by the side of the road.

don’t you think, just a little bit,

that I might be more than I was yesterday?

we graduate from riding bikes down hills

to driving cars in crowded traffic lanes,

and the red lights catch us unaware

just when we think we’re getting somewhere.

time trickles in its hourglass,

every second of every minute of every hour,

and sometimes we think we’re invincible