19 July 2012
The box is clear where I once was Possessions wrapped in candy floss Memories gone, though some remain In walls and boxes, in some a frame
It's silent here in this lifeless shell Sleep once more, then time will tell Dust and debris is all that sits Bringing a close to good and bad bits
Another chapter comes to a close A book part-written, the end no one knows Excitement and fear, danger and trust On wind we travel, wait for the next gust
The Box • Opuss № I