Two Things

Two things are so much alike

And two things are not all the same. 

In time they grow so much apart

And hold true the same if only by name. 

So many ways to go through days

So many things to say or not say. 

Set out in early hour to jump on the day,

And finish late the very same way. 

So many things they say or not say

So many ways they go through days 

But late in a day they sit back and think,

Two things are always in sync.