" That's When Those Funny, Familiar, Forgotten Feelings
Start Walking All Over Me "....Tom Jones
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I went back to my old stomping ground
The scenes of my childhood and preparatory years
Searching amongst the debris and rubble of fractured and forgotten dreams
For a discernible link that coupled the past with the present
Moving like a detached phantom from one haunted room to another
Symbols of a bygone era clinging for life like lichens on a cliff edge
Long since gone is the crescendo and din of the crowded and merry playground
Buried beneath an avalanche of devastating perspectives and sea change circumstances
I look around to see if I can catch a glimpse of your shadow
Or a trace of your bewitching smile
And the twinkling of your magic eyes, like diamonds in the sea
Recalling those marvellous promises you gave me from your loving heart
The way I clung to the atmospheric dreams you spun
Kindled as I was to the core, by the hope of what was to come
I wandered along the beach cutting a solitary figure
A swooping tern took the bare look of me
As I came across the rickety beach hut, where we changed before we swum
I spied our initials carved within a faded heart
The remnants of a love that shook the world
And I sighed inside, because there's still a lasting vestige within
That eclipses time and change forever more
Copyright by Peter Paton 2006
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