Wednesday, 21 August 2013

[Poem] Sometimes as I pass the day





Sometimes as I pass the day,
I wonder what you are up to...
Do you recall what I said?
Do you smile?
Do you think life worth lived?
Do you think of me?

Sometimes as I pass the day
I picture the shape of your lips...
How they change when you smile
And droop when you’re in thought.

As I wander through the rooms
Folding a blanket here
Drawing a curtain there
Am I the sunshine in your life?

Sometimes as I pass the day,
I hum our favourite tune
From old films of lovelorn men
And demurring lasses...

Sometimes as I pass the day
I wonder will my life pass this way
Each in a parallel universe
Drawn asunder each passing day…

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