At this time of year,
it seems that everyone
is looking for a piece of blue sky
with a little bit of green;
Among the frazzle and the dazzle,
the trash and the tinsel,
a piece of themselves
that they misplaced;
Down the back of the sofa,
back in the day
when blue sky grew on trees
and green summers were forever.
‘So now it is time to disassemble the parts of the jigsaw puzzle or to piece another one together, for I find that, having come to the end of my story, my life is just beginning.‘
- Conrad Veidt
