Poem by Maria Miraglia
OLD BOY
Many since then
the white winters and
the warm seasons
the rainy days and
mornings with sunshine flooded
whilst life flowed away and
you and me
under starless skies
as attracted to remote lighthouses
far from each other
conscious or not
went to our destinies
memories of our time together
among school desks and books
seemed lost
hidden by layers of thick fog
secretly woven by the silent time
but nothing is forever
everything returns
with ancient feelings and emotions
your face furrowed with wrinkles now
the colour of your hair
no longer the same
but still in your gaze
the penetrating light
of one time
@ Maria Miraglia
