Here’s my second Napowrimo poem. I posted my first yesterday, “My Letter”. Check that out if you have a chance, well here’s to day 2 (in reality day 4 lol).
Where the winds were still and seldom would blow,
Yet through the quiet air there stood a place;
caught in trance through time and space.
We found the place, which we called our home
As we skipped across each and every skipping stone.
Summers came and winters went
As memories came as if the hours were spent,
And atop the floors we learned such things
To write, to love and somehow to sing;
About such times where one day we’ll see
that the past was so bright once you overcome the trees.
Times came dark, and time came frail
As quiet as the days left stale
And here I know I found the truth
Toys like words etched along my youth.
Age comes soon yet consumes so quick
The past is a poison slippery yet thick
And we watch it as it slips from our fingers
We find we just wish some moments would linger.
And innocence we leave so far behind
Like Caulfield in the rye eager to find
A way to hold onto those silly days
when the future, past and present choose to play.
As times grow strange there’s a place to go
Where time stands still and seldom goes
Without a word now left to say
To nana’s house, we’re on our way.
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