[Every Monday (until I run out of them), I’m posting a poem of mine that has fallen out from the submission process for some reason. In most cases, it will be one where I’ve received no response to my submission for at well over a year or more. Maybe the magazine I submitted them to has folded, the submission was lost in the post, or whatever. So, these poems can be seen as lost, orphans, of uncertain status, or something like that.]
These poems are also posted to ABCTales.
Dropped
A day gone is a day lost.
Lost and gone forever.
We cannot walk back
to that day, dropped
only a short week ago.
Pick it up,
dust it off,
and smile at our good fortune
as we pocket it, ready
for some more needful time.
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