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All Things Fade

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All things fade:
The bright, yellow day
Sifts into mellow orange;
The orange doesn’t stay –

It melts into the moon or stars,
And they dissolve into the sky;
Flowers fade, from torrid colours
Into grey ash, by and by.

People grow;
Youth succumbs to age;
Beauty may remain,
If freed from its cage.

Pain decreases;
Wounds may heal;
If one learns
From all they choose to reveal.

Fathers leave;
Lovers lie;
The saddest tears
Dry.

Every place on earth
Eventually gets shade,
For even the sun knows
All things fade.

Enough

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If I look back,
I know I was loved.

I was given,
When desire was known.

I was held,
When tears were grown.

I was helped,
When the going was rough.

I know he loved,
If I look back;

But it was not enough.

Collar

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After a journey that led me back home,
I washed my hands of viruses
And chanced to see the mirror.
I noticed my shirt askew:
The fold of the collar was bent inward…
I thought about you.
If you were there,
You’d have turned it upright,
In the middle of the road.
I would have smiled;
You would have, too.
And neither would have to say
I love you.