It's a human condition,
A ritual rite...

Tiny bits of memories,
They trickle down from somewhere deep inside...

The garden is all she cared for,
Out there every day weeding away...

This king, this monarch, this dictator,
To his people, a dismal failure...

He was a good man, that had bad luck,
Never learned a trade, rarely made a buck...

He wanted to move on,
Find a place of their own...

I am moving along a silent sea,
Peace in spite of me...

Who are you? What do you want?
You need to go away...

What a flash in the pan, I real deserted place,
Suddenly yesterday is today, and a laugh in my...

Settling into the tree,
This little sprite is unhappy...

Time seems difficult to understand,
With memories of continental shift, glaciers and...

Time has moved on,
And the "good times" sometimes seem to...