A warm breeze blew through the day with a Childs enthusiasm. Surrounded by thoughts of days gone by, I felt sad for the missed things I never saw. I sat feeling not the warm glow of the day, but the cold chill of expectation. I wallowed in indifference while showering praise for ideals not known in my heart.
The wind turned chill as the blood through my veins flowed. On a weathered throne I sat watching the demons of my accomplishments never achieved. Dancing before me in a grotesque tro