-In Memory-
Tarry-on time
The ever distant shore
Unaware it is sought
Through reflection of thought
Days of long before
And upon said shore, a cottage
Of all those yellowed years
Stone-by-stone a picture
Through mist of time appears
Crafted by my hand
In common, casual state
When choice turned to form
In a combination great
Yet simple, as still
To be more so the gold
For life comes in links
Between the eye blinks
In memory of the old
-Dan Thomas