The town was filled with a thousand sights
a thousand emotions, and some delights
*
some peoples faces I saw were mostly masks
hiding reality from my inquisitive glance
*
night-time fell and with it the cold
it nipped at my ears and the tip of my nose
*
the sky was clear there was frost in the air
I shivered and turned for my lone journey home
*
my footsteps made a drumming-like sound
so I hummed a tune as I walked along
*
lights twinkled brightly from billions of stars
as I mused on the briefness of my earthly stay
*
dust in the heavens and my dust of the earth
co-joined by creation for my moment in time
*
are there similar meanderings now taking place
in our magnificent universe whizzing in space?
*
Dennis Crompton © 1996
(first published www.denniscrompton.wordpress.com 2013)
