A moment passed as I walked the old dirt road. Another drifted by, turning to look at me as if it knew me. I looked to the ground and turned my head around, to see if it had left me.I was busy on my way, to do something important today, bills to pay and off to a job to pay my way. To moments, I had nothing to say.Before I knew it the day was done, I laid my head to rest. I tossed and turned as a dream tormented me. Each moment that passed me that day, now had a face and something to say.I tossed and turned, unable to wake as the last moment came to say. "Today was the day your last moment passed by the way…there will not be another moment of another day." In that moment I faded away.
~Melody