Moodshine

sunshine morning
sunshine afternoon
time enough for sadness
when clouds have masked the moon. . .
shining moments
spots before my eyes
everything in motion
i wait for last goodbyes. . .
warming sunshine
beaming from the air
music of a mem'ry
reminds me of your hair. . .
sunshine mornings
living in the past
built a wall of broken dreams
i fear it will not last. . .
evening sunshine
pressed upon my face
left its mark upon me
when i knew i'd lost the race. . .
the river of my mem'ry
full of thoughts aflow
rushes in my psyche
like a cold and driven snow. . .
February 1979