I sit in my chair
In the darkness
Being the light,
Sullen am I of the day past,
It’s only a memory now
As I don’t know if I can travel
To the cacophony
Of dreams only half fulfilled
While I smile inside
These are emotions that pass me by
As I close my eyes
While sitting near a window
Open to the world of ideas
And pedestrians,
Who never look inside?
To wonder my gaze within
As if re-tuned to old songs
Those that make me dance
With memories far away
Turning the sorrow of loneliness
Into a joyful melodic barrage
Of I am young again
Dreaming with memories
Not all so bad
Only truths
Which I can sing
While sitting alone
With what I believe is silence.
Written by Donald Sammons
December 19, 2010
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