Hindsight
Hindsight
Now there are tears in my eyes
And hindsight shows me a path
Who knows what I might have been
If I’d only trusted in me.
My mind conjures brief glimpses
It downloads my life like a stream
Of scratched black and white movie
Shows I could have had my dream.
The present makes me alive once more
Technology has shown me the way
And I realise what I always knew
I really was born, to sing and play.
As I master a newly written song
That, be fair, will never change a life
A passion burns within my soul, as the
Audience applauds, just one, my wife.
David Cox 22/10/22
Copyright © Dave Cox | Year Posted 2022
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