1-5-98 gentle mirror

Farmers Branch, TX

Spiderwebs and rollercoasters
The mail piles up and slides aside
The year glides quietly away
How often does one like this
Hold so much, reap so much
And yet just be another?

Again so much time spent
Anywhere but home
Venues big and small, the new and old
Race by day to day
In looking through the collection I feel
Much has been neglected, the words lost
Yet so much gained

The heart beats the same
In hockey rinks, snowy cabins, hotel rooms
On foreign street corners and the vehicles swift
How much has changed?