Moments
By the wheelchair wheel, a breeze blew by my feet today
As sweet and gentle as it came, it turned and blew away
A fleeting instant, a familiar scent
A lifetime of memories that came and went
In a single moment
Sun rays creep through the blinds and lay asleep upon the floor
And leaves come in that open door
And keep swirling and swirling
They too will blow afar one day
As do moments, those leaves blow away
Drifting through the years thoughts flee
Restless like leaves blowing in the winds of change
I find myself grabbing on, taking you with me
On these little trips my heart’s arranged
The royal caller came in to announce
The jelly faced princess in the mixed up gowns
So bubbly, so happy, with such innocent eyes
“Daddy you be the coachman and I... will be the cat!“ you said...
But when the breeze blew by
It captured that moment of you and I
You waving good bye…and I
The king of so little time
Driving off to work
Then too those toys and tea parties faded, and blew away
And so many years passed as if they were moments of a single day
Now 'tis “I” who waits
Like a puppy waits…like the old woman that waits
With such bated and hopeful eyes
By that door all day
And when it opens, raindrops like tears blow in
And everything starts swirling and swirling again
But they too will blow afar one day
As do these moments, those tears blow away
I miss you so
For I too am again a child in a tired old man
And I pleaded for your call as if into an old tin can…
With a string attached
Somehow a phone I’d made, with some hope and some memories I’d saved
There I pleaded till tears with it pressed to my ears
But the sweetness of your voice never came
This God awful longing never ceases
My puzzles have millions of pieces
Meticulously piled yet confused in my mind
And though none when I was young
Now there’s years I’ve become
Buried in time, time, and more time
I dropped the can, and the room went a ’blur
And tears made streaks of the street light’s light
And the night…fell silent
Oh God...may nothing change
It was beautiful… as it was
So short, so sweet
And in these moments we’ll forever meet
A door will open
A breeze will rush in
And like fall leaves, like voices in an old tin can
Like memories blowing into the winds of change
They’ll all blow afar one day
As do sad thoughts
Even those moments blow away
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