Saturday, 31 December 2011

SATURDAY 31st December 2011.

When you go
Where the wind hides,
Where the night bides,
Where the unknown world holds sway
And each day is made anew,
Then play with the few you know there
And stay in peace.

When you go
From this moment’s haven,
From this minute’s cave,
Then bravery will find us and bind us
To each other’s tales
In ways we never knew were available
To our daily fables.

And when you go,
Whether you meant it
Or were prevented
From seeing another summer’s lust
Then just know this:
That you should never look back
As you have us for that.

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