Sunday, September 30, 2007


As I sit here doing nothing
There's some thoughts that keep me stirring
Thoughts leading to the time gone by
Memories alive, not willing to die

I struggle to put my thoughts together
Swirling in the mists of the mind they scatter
A picture, a sound, a thing of the past
Unclear, blurred a shadow being cast

One by one with a mind of their own
Thoughts come to the fore; a parade in motion
Pleasant instances, rueful decisions
Teachings imparted, lessons learnt

All in all, part of a wonderful journey
You win some, some you lose in this tourney
Shades of life bringing joy and sorrow
Slices of memory - a treasure for tomorrow