You come over here and you mess with my head
So many things that you don’t leave unsaid
So many poems that are as yet un-read
Plenty to do, before I am dead.
We take a walk and you smile with the sky
So much to learn before I die
So much to write before goodbye
An abundance of time, and so much to try.
You ask and you laugh and you write it all down
An elephant passes, and as you have shown
An elephant passes, and with it you’ve grown
Too much of so much, and with it I drown.
You furrow your brow when a thing is unclear
Maybe, perhaps, just can’t say from here
Maybe, perhaps, but the answer is near
Could be, don’t know, but it’s no cause to fear.
We share a firm grip on the things that should count
Yet drowning, I find out what life is about
Yet drowning, I see there are things to surmount
But struggling, I’m part of life’s total amount.
We talk of our lives and it’s good to recall
It’s all about watching the evening light fall
It’s all about noticing things which are small
The details, my friend, always hold you in thrall.
You come over here, and you mess with my head
You leave me with plans and ideas instead
You leave me with poems that are as yet unsaid
Now I’m paying attention, and will till I’m dead.
For Westsky Dan
Beautifully crafted by Tour Leader and Safari Guide Lloyd Camp.
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