Written In Early January
The days are short, the nights are long,
The wind bites sharp and cold;
And many memories stark and strong
Within the mind unfold.
There is a stillness in the air,
That quites perturbs the soul;
The gushing falls of time are there;
You hear time’s river roll.
Backwards in time my thoughts I cast;
Where have the moments gone? –
The happy moments of the past
In memory live alone:
And when all by myself am I
I cannot help but find
My thoughts return to days gone by –
Time truly is unkind.
(Completed Thursday, 8th January,2009.)
– David Mitchell
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January 14, 2018 at 13:08
Time is a cruel mistress.