Beyond Sight
They seem to disappear,
They hide somewhere,
Somewhere in the light,
Somewhere beyond sight.
They seem to be lost in view,
Gone with time,
Oh, how moments are lost in clime,
Kept in the drawers of memory.
Our days go on a course,
We look into the mirror and see we’re greyed,
Our searching hearts become dismayed,
We wish we could stay away from the hands of the ageing clock.
The tender hands we held find a place for their feet,
They blossom to occupy their rooms,
We gradually become a shadow,
We see beyond the meadow.
September 11, 2024.
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