Fading Summer Days

by Stephen Watson

Memories lost in a swirling haze;
Of the distant fog from bygone days.
My childhood dreams that turned to rust;
Corroded through my lack of trust.

My future path so hard to see,
Hidden beneath life's greenery.
A jungle filled with thorny beasts,
Which bar my way to a place of peace.

And joyful thoughts of those summer days;
Have their colours drained and fade to grey.

21-Mar-2013

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