My Cup

Alone once again, in
this deafening silence I
can hardly stand.

Shadows of yesterday dance on
the wall. People I knew, places
I've been . Oh! How my heart
yearns for those days to be recalled.

The world was so new and my young
life was too.
Around the world I would go, new places
and people I would chance to know.

I spent time like it was just a thin dime.
I wasted it, gave it away, and lost it in
my young prime.

Now I wish I had capture time
in a bottle. Like a rare wine, I
would savor it, until I turned
old an refined.

But the truth is…
My time is all used up and
my vanity is all that's left
in my cup.

So, quietly I sit, watching shadows
dancing on the wall. Silently wondering
when Gabriel will call.

Jackie R. Kays
Copyright…2004

Things are not quite that bad. It's two in the morning and I'm feeling
melancholy....smile

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