What’s for dinner?” one asks.
Potatoes and steak again.
One sighs,
thinking about repetitive mistakes.
Yet again,
potatoes and steak.
Another
is lost staring into the blue,
maybe he was thinking of you.
Some wonder,
why is there no change?
How can there not be change
when you are not the same age?
Older each day,
or each second, you could say.
Time keeps moving.
Change happens every day.
Plates change and people do too,
the tablecloth is always a different hue.
But tonight it begins to remind me of you.
Start to look for change and you'll see something new.
Mar 10
Mar 10, 2026 at 2:04 AM UTC
What’s for dinner?” one asks.
Potatoes and steak again.
One sighs,
thinking about repetitive mistakes.
Yet again,
potatoes and steak.
Another
is lost staring into the blue,
maybe he was thinking of you.
Some wonder,
why is there no change?
How can there not be change
when you are not the same age?
Older each day,
or each second, you could say.
Time keeps moving.
Change happens every day.
Plates change and people do too,
the tablecloth is always a different hue.
But tonight it begins to remind me of you.
Start to look for change and you'll see something new.
