…AND THIS TOO SHALLE PASS

...looking back I knew my future would be like this
...visualising its repetition that I too allow
...contemplating all that is to be regret
...regretting all that is gone and passed

...a leave is turned and an autumn wells forth
...the pages they blow and lifes dust falls away
...how long this day, how long it seemes
...for where now the jesters tears to go?

...a tale of 2 cities both of them cloaked in duste
...a journey to take, we all surely muste
...life to teach, to hold to unfurl
...eyes that widen while thee horizons they do narrow

...bathing in bitterness whilst sipping loves straw
...seeing the sunset with a storm at your verye doore
...hands they are now rung into a knot of grief
...for a woman I never knew