Once, I Had
The hunger.
When all life, was new !
And, because, I'd had a taste .
I wanted more.
They say, loves ..... infinite ?
Though now I'm old, it's.....
passed me, by.
All nature's, colours..... faded.
Loves taste, gone sour.
I'm waiting, for the sandman.
To bring
good dreams.
Giajl © Jim Love