A new, forged of the old

I have come to this day,

As a new day,

A parting of the way.

Leaving the old

For the new.

A new, forged of the old.

For this day

Is born of yesterday.

Which was in its turn

Was begat by all the days

That passed before.

This coming after that.

And that's leading to this.

Born a child,

Grown to a man.

A man with dreams

Whoes plans always

Fell short of the dreams.

Time did show

That this is not

Always bad.

For if you shoot for the stars

And only reach the moon, You are

Much higher than the ground.

Now I am to this place,

A place where it seems

I can find all I ever sought.

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Rexx