Sunlight shines down
brightening the day
casting shadows
across the way
And though these illusions
seem to say
what remains
is here to stay
Objects are placed
to occupy a space
in one case
they replace
Sunlight shines down
brightening the day
casting shadows
across the way
And though these illusions
seem to say
what remains
is here to stay
Objects are placed
to occupy a space
in one case
they replace
leaving behind a point of origin
to travel to a distant land
not knowing what we will find
we come from the past
a new future awaits
to live life in the present
stake our claim
return triumphant
once again
there is a place
for simpler times
sitting on a merry-go-round
watching life pass by
and all the fun there is
remembering the past
holding onto the present
looking out for the future
a moment arrives
as breath leaves the body
the heart renews
life continues round
the merry-go-round
the sun is a focal point
beaming down
an inspiration to others
this object of worship
brings pleasure
for those seeking treasure
these moments of joy
reflect across the sky
memories of you
shine above
let there be love
Rain falls,
pitter patter on the roof.
Birds flee from the droplets
from under the trees.
The ground is sodden
as the grass becomes greener,
passing clouds wield thunder;
dreams are hidden
in a cloud of memories.
as the rain falls silently
blackbirds begin to nest
the spring brings love
with young to cater for
the birds sing throughout the day
their was a girl in Amsterdam
who was quite a fancy
and when she spoke to you
she said her name was Nancy
breaking down these stereotypes
and being a bit pricey
next door to her
they looked a little dicy
walking away I turned back
they had already retreated
the lights had gone out
and my wallet was depleted
grey days
lead to contemplation
of sunnier times
when all those around you
have lost their way
when the fog of doubt
clouds the mind
and the notion of thought
becomes an ocean
and the stars no longer shine
where is that compass of mine
the rain falls
pitter patter
on the tin roof
let them fall
the sound reminds me
of distant memories
Slowly being left behind
eroded in the sand
forgotten by time
like the fading Sun
the day has come
to leave these regrets
to the waiting darkness