Shades of black and dusky grey
Like wind whipped, whispering leaves
Cloud my memory dull and dim
chasing all but fleeting ghosts away
I know that somewhere deep within
The twisted labyrnith of my brain
There lies a place of green and light
Of peace behind the pain
Memories of a different life
Lived by a different man
James Jarrett
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/lunch-poem-1/
