Category: General

Sitting
On the dividing line
Between yesterday
And tomorrow,
I see feelings
And feel memories.

The essence of time
Falls
Like sand through my fingers.
I see the hours
And touch the memories
That will soon
Fill my head

Seek only gentle days my friend,

Seek only gentle days.

All else is wearing, and corrosive to the soul.

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The too highs, the too lows

Drain your psyche.

Treat them as they deserve.

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You can do nothing about the rain,

The wind, or the snow

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Wherever possible,

Sit in the gentle sun

Or warm shade,

And reflect,

Whilst writing your name in the dust

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Seek only gentle days my friend,

Seek only gentle days,

And share them