From this roof top perch

My troubles shrink and whither

Pulling up the weeds

All of my mistakes

Dropping from your eyelashes

Like warm summer rain

If I trip and fall

I can only blame myself

For for the things I miss

Silver moonlight spilt

Across the gloomy garden

While the shadows lurk

Gentle trees stand still

In woods where our fathers worked

Now left untended

Once upon a time

Happily ever after

All’s well that ends well

Although hard rain falls

Running down silver shingles

Come winter we’re dry

As the days stretch out

The long light nights of summer

When do the birds sleep?

Scratching the surface

What seemed so full of promise

Was just empty words

Perpetual dusk

An industrial wasteland

Nothing left to lose

Cower in dark holes

Staring at flickering lights

Until the sun rise

Lazy river days

Gently we paddle downstream

While the year floats on