Five

its the sunset
of another year.
leaving behind
and moving on.
from the depths
of disjointed being,
slipping silently
into the muck,
to the breeding of
joy and laughter
the clock ticking on.
five years ago
we changed,
we remember
and we forget.
our perpetual idealism,
our vented frustrations.
our past will
define parts of us,
an event we likely
wouldn't have chosen.
a day that we are now
so much better for.
its a rain cloud
casting a rainbow,
it is the darkness
of uncertainty.
yet we are certain
we will survive.
the best do,
we did,
five.