Stop and look...

Walking down a lonely road

I stop to look and think

My daily chores, the incessant monotone

Flashes by, and time goes in a blink

Each day of the week seems the same

A day to finish, and reach the next

Yet when we do, it starts again

And we trudge on, with tomorrow’s pretext

To life we add each day anew

Yet at the close, it seems to me

A day less, a day lost

To dreams that could be

A daily wait to leave my desk

A weekly wait for a weekend rest

The same cycle goes on and on

And then we see that months are gone

So stop awhile and look around

Look for dreams waiting to be found

For things that make your day worthwhile

For memories that would make you smile

Each day would add and multiply

To the wealth of life

And not pass you by