Oh! How the years pass you by
And before you even know
You think of all the things you dreamt for
Many dreams ago.

The sky begins to darken
And the sun sinks in the west
Your long day is done
And it’s time to take your rest.

But feel the wind fill your sails
As you set out across the sea
Things may have changed for you
Now, Go onward and be free.

Life is what you make it
Enjoy the winds that blow
But never forget the dreams you had
Many dreams ago.

Old paint
Flaking off the chipped battered door
Exposed to the rain, wind, snow and sun.
Hinges creaking
So non-descript
But
The other side of which
many actors’ careers begun.
Step Inside
for a World transformed
Another dimension seen
Created illusions of Drama displayed
Of lives which
Could have been.
Let your mind fly away
Absorbed by actors treading the boards
and by the created scene.
Minds spellbound
by the creation of Drama
The audience cheering for more
An illusion portrayed in front of them
By actors
Who walked in through that old stage door.