Nostalgia

 

‘a Childhood somehow Lived,

an answer never found,

a Candle never burned

near Lips bereft of sound

 

a Soul I cannot find,

in Photo’s on the wall,

a Golden lock of Hair,

Happy Birthday in the Air

 

Nostalgia figured Lost,

where Time is want to trace,

Narratives full of Grace;

denying the sleeping truth,

the All of Hope,

that I am

 

the Butterfly that I now recall in the Shade of an Empty Tree,

imagining the Old Me,

in the New World…

without Wings

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Inspired by Tim

‘Cloud Light’ Series