SOMETIMES I THINK

 

Sometimes I think….but then… maybe not

I try to remember…..but,….now I’ve forgot

Sometimes I think.. …of the days of my youth

Maybe the fantasy gets mixed with the truth

 

Sometimes I think of friends, are they now gone

Some maybe dead, I can’t think …. which one

Sometimes I think…..of happy days now gone by

When I had a partner… I can’t find her now, I wonder why.

 

Sometimes I think… ah, …well maybe she’s gone

Now the doors opened….well… maybe I was wrong

Sometimes I think…. it must  be awful to be all alone

But then shadows flit by,…ah… maybe it was no one.

 

Sometimes I think…someone’s just given me a nod

Now I’m meditating… why…...am I waiting for God

Sometimes I think …with my life, what have I done

Oh, the doors closed where have they have all gone.

 

Majinka Brocklehurst