A restless mind keeps dreams at bay

Now copper taints my golden ones

In spiders webs are gathered thoughts

That hang from threads this life has spun.



In borrowed clothes we huddle tight

But youthful minds find wonders true

Friends that mock and judge our plight

But pride does come before we fall.



Chests that heave and long for touch

That burst with pride in shining shoes

But leathered souls will wear in time

And innocents grow with doubts of you.



Cherished things from long past lives

That lose their gleam on pawn filled shelf’s

And clothes we wore when once were proud

Now hang from limbs like tattered shrouds.



Yet restless minds with flickered thoughts

Find strength to grasp and hold what’s true

Like sands that slip through nothing hands

We drift in search of hopes a new.



Then winter brings those chilling winds

That holds our breath in sleepless nights

As rain seeps in through leaking roofs

The cobwebs grow in darkened heights.



Where golden dreams are all that’s left

And children’s laughs bring hidden cries

Where strength is found in food we eat

But pride has left without goodbye………