Maybe today you made a mistake, Broke a mirror, slept too late or Left home without an umbrella. Maybe today you worked long hours And left your house keys on the bus or Stepped on the cracks or Raised your voice. Maybe no one gave you flowers. Maybe today you didn’t say what you Needed to say, or spoke too soon or Felt regret or guilt or loss or pain. Maybe today you lost a friend or cried or screamed or sensed despair. Or maybe you tried and failed and lost again or Maybe found your first grey hair. But that was today. And now this day is fading like a book’s final page or the Last note of a song. Indigo rises and the singing birds fly home. And maybe now, full of lightness, You sleep. Wait for something new. Maybe today you made a mistake, Broke a mirror, slept too late or Walked beneath a ladder. But maybe then you gave the World a second chance. Maybe today you believed in tomorrow.
