A year is just a day

A year is just a day

A year is just a day...
Like a chip in the archive tray.
 
We pass it heavy so very slow...
Yet moments alight it flies to go.
 
We talk it out like days that grew...
As fruits and flowers old anew.
 
Some tunes unsung in silent note...
A boat that’s sunk yet sets afloat.
 
We walked through days that’s so very short...
No backup of acts in the river of thought.
 
Happy sad have days gone by...
Stories lie of alibi.
 
Freshen up for another day...
Until it chips and goes away.
 
Live it up with plane love and cheer!
The day’s here to make a year!