Grey Thoughts

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Nightlight

So old as I walk down the hallway

So old as I lie down to sleep

Yet so full is my mind’s memory storehouse

Of the tales of my youth that I keep.


The gremlins of pain find small places

Where they hide and annoy through the nights

But my mind splashes in to its fountain of youth

Playing visions of past year’s delights.


Such beauty there is in a memory

Like a spring’s bubbling source in a lake

Always fresh as it bursts to the surface

In its efforts for mind’s thirst to slake.


The past a fond book with old chapters re-read

I know how the endings will go

Aging body reposed while my youthful mind plays

‘Neath the soft focused light of Life’s glow.


By James Geehring

From: United States

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