The end of the day

looking for comfort,

quiet retrospective

memory loss.

~

I stole a glance

upon future days

only to know again,

similar designs

~

If all my heart

desires, then when

the day arrives, it

causes scorn.

~

A sample visual

suggests a pattern

exists to bring me

full circle, again

~

Yet tonight I stand

alone, in wonder of all

those moments lost,

those moments found.

~

the quiet arrives unwitting

in some delicious

suggested balance

the terms are your own.