Days by Brian Moses
Days fly by on holidays,
they escape like birds
release from cages.
What a shame you can’t buy
tokens of time, save them up
and lengthen the good days,
or maybe you could tear out time
from days the drag, then pay it back
on holidays, wild days,
days you wish would last forever.
You could wear these days with pride,
fasten them like poppies to you coat,
or keep them in a tin, like sweets,
a confection of days to be held on the tongues
and tasted, now and then.
they escape like birds
release from cages.
What a shame you can’t buy
tokens of time, save them up
and lengthen the good days,
or maybe you could tear out time
from days the drag, then pay it back
on holidays, wild days,
days you wish would last forever.
You could wear these days with pride,
fasten them like poppies to you coat,
or keep them in a tin, like sweets,
a confection of days to be held on the tongues
and tasted, now and then.
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