Wednesday, October 24, 2012

Tell me what you remember


Tell me what you remember
when the light fades from your eyes,
the horizon staggers closer
and you've walked a thousand miles.
Tell me with your smiling,
or with your furrowed brow,
tell me through the laughter
or what the tears allow.
Tell me what you remember,
tell me, tell me,
tell me now.

2 comments:

Christine Henderson said...

Poignant. A request for an elder or friend to know them better while there is still time - which is so fleeting.

Anonymous said...

Loved your Flints book, Keith!

I'll talk about it on www.holenews.com.

Lloyd