Sunday 19 September 2010

Poem written in June 2009

That girl that spoke of greyer days
Than those we now discover,
Who told me of her stolen rays
That now arrayed another:
I saw more clearly than i dared
Where ran her weary steps
Even to the heights and to the depths.
"That dream that came to you, when hopes were few,
That we could win, and would win, through
To places where the storms are stilled:
Such is a hope that will be fulfilled."
Like this, i tried to win her heart,
Repeating every line i knew:
But even as i played my part,
I felt the sullen lies depart
And, in that instant, every word was true.

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