2008 Poem by Paul Prescott

In the year of 2008
I assembled myself for a year of hope,
For within myself,
I began to cope,
Now the story tellers say,
I came and went,
Through every holiday,
I tried not to look back,
I tried not to cry

Don’t you hear my call?
Although you’re many dreams away,
Don’t you hear me calling you?

Write your message on the paper,
For then I’ll see and come to you

And now the year 2008 is at an end,
I continue to make the journey,
For still within myself… I do it on my own,
I still have to cope,
Still everything is still the same,
I continue to play this lonely game.
For in my dreams my love, this cannot be,
I wish your eyes would fill up,
And look around,
And coming crying to me

Don’t you hear my call?
Although you’re many dreams away,
Don’t you hear me calling you?

Write your message on the paper,
For then I’ll see and come to you

14/12/08