by Robert Lloyd Jaffe
- How time stained eyes
View the passers by -
With a familiar feeling,
and wonder at the future
While looking at the past,
See themselves on some other day,
With happiness or dismay
Wish that memory to remain
Or to forever go away.
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ABOUT THE POET ~
I am an observer and listener of the music of life. Where I find cadence, I find my interest and passion directed. It can be sound, light, smell, or purely an experience of thought. The sky, the sea, the mountains, and the machines that allow me to explore those places draw my attention, and give me serenity.
Last updated May 06, 2016