“Wistful
of Thoughts”
cji
2/28/13
As the
rains and snows falling
So is
the past frequently calling;
Nothing
loud or shrill to be found
Just the
nethermost to be bound;
Wistful
of thoughts to maybe stay
But on
at other times to go away;
A
child’s rhyme comes to mind
‘rain,
rain, go away’ to remind;
Somewhere
I’m to be less tacit
Wistful
of thoughts not explicit;
Remembering
as in the past
Dwelling
in today found at last!
Copyright
© 2013 – cji
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