Here Now

The mirrors to the future,
Electrified turnabouts
And the fall of summer leaves,

The past dreams of a mantlepiece,
Ornaments all cracked
And the gathering of dust,

Here now and smiling,
A reason for clinging on tightly
And the moment it all somehow changed.

Poetry.net

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