open fields like open eyes
stare unblinking at the skies
catch a glimpse of brighter days
long ago and far away.
dark eyes flickered, just half-there
blurred the burning evening air
vision’s edge, an afterglow
far away and long ago.
memory of what was lost
danced like willow branches tossed
silver wind on silent mere
far away and yet so near.
close your eyes, the dream will end
where the golden sun-rays bend
down to touch the fading stars
yesterday and not so far.
–
for Jennifer
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