Life at the margins…

At The Margins
by Michael Romani

Fear and death tremble at the margins
And here I am always shopping for bargains
In the end will I have wished I'd done more
To bring more love and a lot less war?

In the end, we all know the score
Having been given subtle hints living poor
Desperately seeking for words needing spoken
And maybe a little hope in this world soul broken

I wrote four or five songs today
Some bits of wisdom tripped along the way
Strummed the strings looking for a melody
But, all I really found was me

Remembering younger days with stars in my eyes
These somehow slipped across that storied bridge of sighs
Yesterday it seemed you were my dream of tomorrow
Today, I am just trying to get past the sorrow

Looking at our old photos brings warmth inside
Like the remnants of the sun that's already dead
That day is over with your shouted goodbyes
I know this best through the tears in my eyes

(c) November 30, 2018  Michael Romani
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