#1148-Hope-land
21/09/2020
Shadows,
Of years long ago.
When sleepless nights,
Were just a dream.
Worry, didn’t seem to exist.
Guitar in hand,
Alone, in an empty room.
Tired fingertips,
Shaky voice,
Whispering songs,
That loneliness understood.
Days when time,
Moved in slow motion.
Dancing to dreams
Of a tomorrow,
Somewhere distant,
In hope-land.
