Stapleton Happy Homes And The Hearts That Make Them
Birthdays as milestones make me sad birthdays as
millstones round our necks
unfurl the flags for the past our flags that hang half
mast years
pass like jet planes
regrets hang like kites
watching friends find homes in the hearts of others
watching friends find homes in the hearts of lovers
these ghosts don't trouble me now I'm laying flowers at
the grave today
the past presents a future for me and I'll be there.
