Days Gone By

I think of days gone by.
Words spin in my mind.
Life becomes complex as I think.

Each word has a thousand uses.
Each one is unique and special.
The shape of a word shows true beauty.

A picture also has many uses.
One moment it is for children.
Another day, her family finds hope.
Sometimes it will finally meet the future.

I don’t remember all my life’s details.
I don’t know their causes nor their effects.
Those are faded old pictures and lost words.

W. Wayne B.

© 2012 W. Wayne B.

About William Wayne Smith

I'm a poet, library fan and maker.
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