Of Times Gone Bye
Go into the greying dark night looking at the stars in the sky.
Stars glisten like a chandelier. Full of diamonds twinkling.
Almost like crisp dry snow sparkles on the ground .
As it thaws to blue and makes the grass a sweet green.
Birds land in the dawn gathering worms before a storm.
Wispy clouds like pure white skin. Start to have darkness muscle in.
How the sun gives joy to many worshipers of sin .
As a boy. I enjoyed the rain.
When there was a time when most had roofs of tin.
And like a drum the sound of the downpour echoed within.
Those are the times I miss the most.
That and an open fire with burnt toast.
The heat and flames from the coal.
Drying wet hair which frizzled at the ends.
Then rushing off to meet potential girlfriends.
I knew some who were down to earth and nice.
Some who had wealthy parents.
wouldn't look at you twice.
Its funny seeing them later in life.
They try now to be sugar not spice.
But there's nothing to forgive they lived at a time.
When their parents taught them not to be nice.
Living life made them mature and understanding.
Now they are surviving not just wanting.
And me well I am what I am nothing will change.
I will always expect the best out of people.
Just like what I always try to be but that's me
Not what's on the outside but what is within.
A good heart a real soul, how to treat someone right.
From morning to everlasting night.
To the day we awaken from this harsh reality.
That only loves money or material wealth.
I will always be the one who prefers health.
But those day are wearing thin.
Soon my resurrection will commence.
When I get closer to the chandelier glistening in the stars.
When others will attend my rest and say goodbyes.
But that will be my shell.
I will already be gone.
Away on adventures new.
Maybe we will never meet again.
But it was fun both good and bad.
I will never be sad.
Just hopefully glad to be happy anew.
And remember the words we place here.
Will keep us alive forever in the ether.
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