Things I have brought today

I have brought my warm, weathered waist coat

Which is creased like an elephants hyde

Also with me is a mood so melancholy

That the birds have withdrawn as to escape

Its shadowy clutch

For time I gaze at the seasonal rain

And bare barren trees

To inform me of its meaning

For company I only have this mind full of memories

To remind me of better times

My musik now belongs to the distant roll of cars

Passing by, sounding like waves

Washing against the seashore

As their tyres crush against the tarmac

So what have I brought of any value?

Sean Benjamin 2007