DiamondDayz

Diamond DaysEven be I deadI will remember theeThrough all yesteryears clouds and rainOur poetry will ever stay the sameMoments from yearsNo shame in those tearsYou can't ever know All our love in arrearsSuch joy will not pass When life goes under grassFully locked within my mindSet fair there for all timeImages permeate, sounds possessOnce when you spilt wine upon your dressThose grass stains from our parkland frolicsThe time when we ran past three alcoholicsOnce we were drawn in charcoal togetherThen washed pale by the autumn weatherShells and wet sand filled our shoes Straggling hair, no towels, fingers blueAll of these things and so many moreJust from one day at the south shoreEach must bank their finest timesKeep the best and refute the crimesPack tightly all the diamond daysThe winter chills and summer hazeAll will keep the blues at bayWhen at last we slumber night and day©Rhumour 1975This edit April 21st 2008