She Had Green Eyes
Sunrays break the dull greys of those past days
and I find, the light has brightened my mind
Mere moments that appear for years
all my remaining day I recall
attraction felt, smiles dealt
and eyes locked on and on
Unknown strangers pass maybe once
a memory, but a glance
yet stays a while past.
2/25/22 – Andy McRae
Tag: days
Days Grow Old
Days Grow Old
Dawn caves in cold
Days grow old
condensed sunlit hours
capture my eyes
watch wind and wind
until worn and torn
time unfurled
my mind whirled
unsure of the hour
unable to cower
forever, live moves
yet lost in a forest
it moves
11/30/21 – Andy McRae
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