Things I Think About

© Mark Betcher

I hope in the morning. For a new brand of day
I dream in the evening. On my knees I pray
Things I keep at bay

You open my steel door. And out I pour
I turn a page back. Just to keep track
Things about to crack

Stained glass light. Outlined in zinc white
What is left of you. I can see through
Things with a view

Now is tomorrow. And yesterday is borrowed
Why is your soul mated. To this thing I created
Things that are not dated

Keep up the good life. Take yourself a wife
See what you’ve got. Tie up a love knot
Things with a good plot

When you are older. You may still smolder
And then you are done. Done before you’ve begun
Things that are hard won

The heavens open up. The rain pours down
When skies are gray. Don’t you dismay
Things that don’t fade.... away