I alone hear the echoes
that claimed the dark
which hide the shadows
.... they haunt me
like so many ghosts
of choices madeof roads I took
Tonight is nice
Peaceful, calm
Now content
with solemn stare
I walk along
And think of times
Where laughter ruled
of pretty maids
of failed attempts
at boyish charms
and ill intents
yet in my prime
and in my time
rest broken hearts
both theirs and mine.....
Tonight has not yet taken light
Yet this sun does't fade from sight
I walk
I like this time
All seems planned
All seems right.
