Saturday 11 April 2015

BETWEEN:


He walks, lost between the old pages of time,

Moments, seconds, minutes & passing of hours,

He dances between words of old music & rhyme,

Between poetry, songs & tales of ivory towers.

 

He sways between memories of familiar old names,

Of days, weeks, months & the cruel passing of years,

Recalling paths, between ageing & childhood games,

Lost now, within his sad confused & irrational fears.

 

He lives between love & hate, the good & the bad,

He´s a mere pendulum, within the life he has lived,

Yet he´s learned the difference between happy & sad,

He now knows the secret, of a life truly well sieved.

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