Re: Roberts Poems (part 3)
I don't know how you do it RJ but you always manage to drag out a tear jerky from me!!
The Links
There are no links no more
Close the final door
Faded pictures on the walls
Allow the grief to fall
The world still rushes past
As if it couldn’t last
Did I just get a call
Or was that an echo fall?
The world once canvas clear
Looks like Picasso austere
Can’t recognize the scenes
They’ve pulled across the screens
Did I once paint all that
As I rushed past with laughs
A dab here, there, how queer
I thought my mind so clear?
Ah well they say when having fun
We forget to count the sum
The last has left the scenes
The oil dried up in dreams