Silence creeps.
I sit
On the year
On the day
On the window
Candle light
Years fly
As hours crawl
And into the depth of my yesterdays
And tomorrows
And my empty coffee cup
And my illusions
I lose my thoughts
Parties I wish I had had
Cakes and flowers
And yet I sit
Surrounded by the thoughts
And love
That chase away
The yesterdays
And set aglow
The possibilities of
Tomorrows and
Tomorrows of tomorrows
The songs
And dreams
Echo in my ears
And I hold tightly
To the balloon string
The prayers
Warm next to my heart
And the fireworks
Echoing in my ears
Look out world
— blow out the candle
I start the rest
Of my tomorrows

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s