Other Days – Written Thursday 29th October 2015 (Aged 40)

Other Days

i had a cup of tea
and i thought about her
i gripped the cup with all my might
and then i was held tight,
then i was there
i could feel the rushing air
and i saw my surroundings
i remember all those other days
with all their varied crash landings
and i found a café
where the rain does a little dance
and i put my pen to paper
outlining the nature of chance
you cannot make lanterns
without letting a little light in
you cannot be all you can
without finding a way to be lost
so many people have skirted my life
so many people have a way inside
so many people have held me up
i think of other days,
chained as we are to luck
and yearning for versions of love

James Garratt – Thursday 29th October 2015

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