It’s a forgetting day,
A day for yesterday’s memories,
To slide away,
Where warm breezy bright,
No longer lingers or remembers,
Any yester day or yester night.
It’s a forgetting day,
Under cloudy skies,
In lumbering quietness,
Perfectly lies,
An un-unforgettable day,
Leaden lined,
And numbling grey.
"forgetting day"
And time passes. :D