Someday

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SOMEDAY

Someday, in a while of time
Within the loss of a mile’s walk
Which brings you to the back shelf
Where lie, forgotten, the dusty boxes
Of forgotten dreams
A distant face will peer out and smile at you.

Someday, in this slow darkness
In an age of a distant dance of time
In wandered trance of musing spring-clean
Springs to mind a sad torn unfocused memory
A forgotten image
Which, cleared from dust
Is recollected and you see me.

Someday, in a heartbeat’s skip
Meander is brought to a sudden reality
And, there, fondness of mind dwells on the pain
Of losing a love
Once in an age of misting lifetimes
But I was always there
Waiting on the dusty shelf
In the memory of your mind.

Reviews

[Frieda P]

Oh I love your reminicsings here ron, those dusty shelves always get the once over eventually, bittersweet, simply lovely read.

[ron s king]

Thank you so much for your lovely comment, Frieda. it's always nice to know another has read one's work and finds it endearing. Again, my thanks...Ron.

[Frieda P]

Was my pleasure, I really enjoyed this one Ron...