Glimpses Poem by Paul Reed

Glimpses



Day dawns, day ends
We can only glimpse happiness
A fraction at a time,
Our feet pass over life's ground so quickly
No time to rest;

Not a luxuriant bathing of the spirit
In sunshine days,
We run from danger
Run faster and faster
Until we get old
And can run no more,
Content ourselves with walking
But no running,
Not any more;

Run in your mind
To places past
Once famous buildings demolished
Where once hope was housed
Where, glimpse through the fence
We saw happiness inside
Party songs and cheer
And lively talk of tomorrow;

But now all we have is yesterday
Yesterday, with it's drunken slur
And faded pictures
People who have slipped out of sight
And dreams lost.

Thursday, September 28, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: past
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