another year

life's journey

it only happens once each year,
book the train and pack your gear.

your destination seems unknown,
as you sit there, all alone.

something internal, in a rush,
just like the toilet, we usually flush.

constantly staring at the clock,
are you waitin for your flock?

savour the moment, don't wait for the end,
nobody knows, if you may extend.

journey divided into equal parts,
today is another, we'll add to the charts.

your train has left, from the town of birth,
hopefully located, on planet earth.

the next stop, might seem the same,
it shall reveal, what you became.

*martin dejnicki

another year passed by...
another year god gives me,
another year of fun and laughters...