The Walk

Sunlight Through The Trees - Killinchy NZ

Darkness On The Edge Of Town

In The Park

Do our ghosts still ring out?

Do they sing our songs?

In the light through the trees do they remember

the heady days of our youth and of our friendship?

When nothing seemed impossible

and our dreams had known no doubt or fear? 

Do the trees remember

all the days we were there?

Do they recall our laughter in the clearing

and our crazy party in the rain?

Do they whisper to each other

of the mad children who once graced them?

Do they miss us and speak our names

like we speak theirs? 

- WM

Dusk Between Leeston and Doyleston