Going through the changes into different places <br />I want to be here, but I have to make a fresh start <br />To trace my footsteps again by counting the paces <br />In each move we see a picturesque stroke of art. <br /> <br /> <br />The scenery flows where new faces finds repose, <br />Dormant doors suddenly find hospitality bright, <br />Pondering upon the future that only God knows, <br />The length of days we have to live here on earth. <br /> <br />Going into the path where the picture is incomplete, <br />Move the jobless feet to places far out of my reach, <br />Where the pasture is green and opportunities meet, <br />Lairs of experience to be defined and distinguish. <br /> <br />Emblematic names hidden among my souvenirs <br />Stored in places where I became a member of staff? <br />For this limited wages I made friends with strangers, <br />Turn the pages and be taken back to where I left off. <br /> <br />Butterfly crystallize and waking up for another ride <br />The poses will become memories among my souvenir, <br />Tattoo with pride all the ambitions that I cannot hide, <br />Take the remainder of life to places I can adore.<br /><br />Gerry Legister<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/among-my-souvenirs/
