An amazing moment has passed me by,
Blinking at my peril and wondering why,
The glee in me as moved on swift,
A shimmering mirage of an unwrapped gift.
An age of doubt and the sounds of tomorrow,
Beckon to me with bliss laced sorrow,
To them I run with a pace unknown,
To them it is fun to watch me so.
I sleep with fear of a bygone day,
Let the shadows talk themselves today,
Shivering at the thought of a night so blue,
That heals me with sharp sorrows few,
That keeps me miserable each heartbeat,
That weeps a little if I want to meet,
What night will give me a sleep so deep?
No morn shall fade away its hue.
Love has found my fri