Music I Love

Passing afternoon – Music

~ There are times that walk from you 
like some passing afternoon..

There are things that drift away 
like our endless, numbered days..

There are sailing ships that pass 
all our bodies in the grass..

There are things we can’t recall,
blind as night that finds us all..

There are names across the sea, 
only now I do believe..

A baby sleeps in all our bones
so scared to be alone… ~

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