vrijdag 10 augustus 2018
Ol' glass
Glass is gettin' old breakin' up
goin' to pieces after so much
it gave an old glass so many
memories it had
and it breaks can't be replaced
all its memories erased breakin'
up goin' to pieces
it breaks away underneath my
fingers its memories crushed
to flinters
can't be replaced erasin' al the
names that held her used her
'till its pleasure came
it was great a short long life
it had filled up to the rim it
was at its best
never said no to a drink never
came second best never had any
rest
and the old glass it gave without
any resistance it gave all its life
in an unheard sigh
without any fright catchin' that
last light an old glass on the shelf
crushed to pieces
without shoutin' 'help' it vanished
into the past without a clash it didn't
last
(c) JR 2018
Labels:
breakin' up,
breaks,
jan robert huisman,
memories,
much,
old glass,
pieces,
replaced
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