D- Days go by and I keep hearing footsteps. The rhythm they make is undeniably catchy.
A- Always, always I hear the tip taps replay in my mind. A constant song amid incoherent thoughts.
N- Never have I heard anything like it. It’s new yet old, original yet familiar.
I- In-between my coffee breaks I type quickly, quicker, quickest. The sound of the keys jumping up and down passes time, ever-so-slowly.
A- And, once again, the day has ended. The song has played and bills have been paid, a day I would call complete if not had I known it will once again repeat.
Tomorrow.
Prompt: Write a poem where each line starts with a letter from your first name (an acrostic). It can be about anything, but it should not be about you or your name.