Time flies by so quickly
almost in a blink of an eye
and years vanish almost completely.
It does not seem forty-three years ago
I put pen to paper and wrote
what has turned out to be my best poem ever.
The one that has attracted more attention
than any other I have written.
Its accolades still confound me
as I am in wonder of them all.
Especially as it was never written
as a poem at all, but a lyric for a song.
As a lyric, it was turned down
as being rather immature,
but as a poem, it is loved by everyone.
I find it hard to believe that forty-four people
have added it to their favourites list.
I am still rather in awe of its reception.
I am still trying to comprehend
that any one of my works would be so highly prized.
Every time I read it, I try to find
the essence everyone else sees.
The beauty within it that captures their imagination.
One day someone might explain to me
the beauty I actually captured,
at least I hope they will,
as I’d dearly love to know.
16 November 2009
Well, it seems I need to go hunt that poem! Thanks for the clue! (just love a good treasure hunt) . smiles, Patti
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Excellent. Beautiful imagery with intelligent metaphor. Really sunny days become polluted with uncertainty and inhumanity. Sunset and beyond the right place to escape. Thanks for sharing.