It's After Midnight And Another Day Has Disappeared

Time has to be the greatest magic trick ever

Where does the time go ?

When we do things all day

The hours just slip by with nobody noticing

Before you know it we are at the end of the week

Didn't we just celebrate New Years?

Now it's Feb. 7, 2019

The months clash into the years

The seasons quickly turn

If our life was a book of matches

How quickly we can watch it burn

I hope we keep learning

Helping so many people on our journey

I strongly believe all the good things in our day is worth repeating

The wonderful people in our life are worth seeing

To do this is not always easy

We can easily forget as fast as computer that crashes

All the things we have done

Are gone in just an instant

I spend most of my time at work

With my two days off

I follow up on all the things I had no time for

I hope one day people will find a way

To Unleash Happiness

In such a way

Nobody has ever seen

Creating so many happy souls

Better than a box office smash hit

A best seller for three years in a row

More addictive than any drug on the market

Stronger than the strongest man who walked on earth

Then again if we were suddenly happy that would be no fun

Wouldn't be better finding happiness for ourselves ?

In search of every little place it could be

Finding a sad moment and looking for a way to make it nice

Maybe not at this very moment

But over time

Then other people sharing their own experiences

So we could see how they became happier too

Now that is worth sharing

It would make the front page news

Not just a little articel or a small story under the obituaries

Mankind Found A Way To Make Life Better

Happier for the next person

What a shocker

I wonder if it would even be reported the next day too

I think crime and bad news would continue to force the good news out

It wouldn't be long

Until finally it would disappear

Now instead of telling a good story and making it better

It would be a horror story with the worst of all endings

We would be the actors or actresses that get paid the big bucks

Only to end up miserable in the end

Why don't more people listen to their own conscious saying

If you don't like it done to you

Why would you ever do it to someone else

A simple rule to follow

As I get older

I see many of things in my life that I have done wrong

It's too late

I can't go back and correct what I have done wrong

What I can do is try not to make the same mistakes

Living life is a challenge that takes us everywhere we could possibly be

For me it's being a lot simpler

Relaxing at home

Enjoying my wife and our cat Charlotte

A good home cooked meal

Spending our time together

No matter what it is

Talking about our day

Watching a little t.v.

Playing an old board game or trying to put together a puzzle

Ending with a good night sleep

What more can a person ask for?

If they got it?

Would they be any happier?

© 2019 DREAM ON

Comments

DREAM ON (author) on February 07, 2019:

Chitrangada Sharan Thank you for being the first to comment on my hub. I know it is so hard to be on the Hubpages and get things done around the house. We constantly have to make choices one or the other. If we are lucky we have our significant others who help us clean while we decide to write. Then we also have to do things for them so they can have some free time to do what they also desire. Because my writing is my hobby and not my job it is hard to justify when I work extra hours and my poems aren't complete. They are constantly being reshaped and fine-tuned to make them extra special. When I write a poem I get a personal satisfaction of completion and an inner feeling of peace. So different than a job and getting a days pay for a days work. At work, there are few coworkers who care what we do and how we do it. Appreciation rarely comes from management. When I write stories and feedback comes in waves. Sometimes instantly and other times weeks later. Thank you for so much for your support and comments that drive me to do better. One comment goes a long way. Even though we can't stop time it is so important to enjoy all the time we have doing the things we love. Wishing you a wonderful night.

DREAM ON (author) on February 07, 2019:

Gypsy Rose Lee You shared something so special and beautiful. I strongly believe our loved ones that have passed constantly leave us signs that we will know it is too specific to be just coincidence. Embrace all the love and the wonderful thoughts that sweep through your mind. This love is yours to cherish forever. You are still the wonderful person you were when you were with your husband for many years. Those memories are very special and keep that way for life. You also have to give yourself permission to live your life with new people and experiences. I believe your husband would only want you to be happy. Thank you so much for all you do. Have a fabulous Friday.

Gypsy Rose Lee from Daytona Beach, Florida on February 07, 2019:

Well, I am hoping that now that the Chinese are ringing in the Year of the Pig I might just get really lucky this year. To make a long story short all the wonderful years spent with my soul mate in Latvia he called me a pet name which is Ruksis in Latvian and translates to Piglet. It was an affectionate term we both agreed on and all those years he hardly ever called me by my real name. When he died I said to my stepdaughter that Ruksis has died too and only kept a handful of pig mementos. Well, I think my love from up above thought I should fondly keep pigs as being good luck for me and soon I found myself once again embracing everything pig. It just came automatically and I am sure it had a lot to do with divine intervention and also the fact that we have arrived in the year of the pig. And it was that first pig that I felt inclined to order that made realize that it was a message from beyond because it was a red ceramic pig with wings.

Chitrangada Sharan from New Delhi, India on February 07, 2019:

Beautifully expressed poem and so relatable!

In fact, just in the morning, I was talking to my husband about, how quickly the days are passing away. It’s already 7th February!!

As we age, this feeling becomes more predominant.

Thanks for sharing another wonderful poem!