The Call from Beyond the Wall
(A lone voice whispers)
In a deep dream,
I once heard a whispered call
It came so softly
Vibrating over all my inner walls
It said boy
Stand up tall
Be courageous
Throw away all of your life's toys and climb over all your life's many walls
But I thought it was but a dream and did nothing at all
And now at ninety-eight
I'm still haunted by this soft call
Of
Boy boy
Remember
Throw out your last toy
For a 98
It's still not too late
We've still got a chance
Climb over that last wall
And together
Hand in hand
Into eternity
We'll still dance
If you can still hear this call
(C)
Copyright John Duffy
Foundation.
A poem of regret and lost love.
Copyright © John DuffyASY | Year Posted 2025
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