Goldfinch60

The Remains of the Day.

My day started so long ago.

Into this day I was born

From loving parents.

They showed me the way,

The way the day should progress.

Each second of the day

Gave me more to learn,

And learn I did,

Through school and college

Into my working life.

Those seconds turned into minutes

As my work carried me though

The morning and afternoon.

My lover joined me at lunchtime

And we carried on together,

Through the afternoon

Into the early evening and beyond.

Now in the late evening,

I wonder what will happen,

With the remains of the day.