The flip flap of my grey coat 
     Mandy sewed for me years ago

escorts me to the region of the summer stars 
    
O'ers the thuds and thumps 
           Of broken canoes

fluctuating between the tides

     no footprints were left

for me to find by the riverside.

I walk in the wind

In coat of thousand colors

canoeing through life

we had some good times 
         Didn't we?

we shot our shots
       before dusk

O'ers the thuds and thumps

               of  broken canoes

fluctuating between the tides

the scornful laughter
              and the tickles

babble now on
 
shallow river of 
               memories.

Walking in the wind in

 a coat of blue color

meeting new friends

   bubbling smiles on faces

bottles of wine and beers
     clatter in the air 

    Mandy chair was lonely

    no glass cup there to make cheers

O'ers the thuds and thumps

               of  broken canoes

fluctuating between the tides.

©Iamteazhy

®The Living Legend