Day In, Day Out

• Miranda Gillam Grant, Grade 7
• Poetry
• 2017

Sunset on the waters, beautiful waters they are
The rising of the moon, watched from afar.
All things beautiful, gone or here again
Everything is nothing, silence without pain.
This world is so busy, there is no time to morn
Because with each beauty that dies, another one is born.

Life goes on, day in, day out
When we don't know what it's really about.
Single moments of realisation, crashing waves, silver sand
Routine shushes us on, whilst simplicity holds our hand.
No time to reflect, no time to look back
Not money or friends, it's time we lack.