"Impossible" (poem)

“Impossible”

Staggering in the dusk

In search of destiny,

Bearing the burden of

Stifled songs, old sorrows,

Stumbling upon a road,

Vaguely familiar and

Irresistible like

Addiction - pace quickens,

Walking briskly, running,

Remembering it now:

“Blood’s thicker than water,”

Someone calling you “mate…”

Back, towards the beginning,

The story’s just starting,

Back to that summer day,

That small country cottage,

Where in the sunny patch

Of ripening marrows,

Buried under the leaves,

Your dreams lie unbroken.

Live for the Love of it,

The Happy Amateur