It took a vow of silence

To mend our crooked ways

And still I insist:

I am the tree

That cannot be swayed.

 

As you stood;

Your camera lens

In childlike poise

Refusing to believe

I am not one of your toys.

 

Yet still you peer in

Using your circular frame

Whilst I gaze back vacantly

Wondering why

You haven’t

Forgotten my name

 

As you did

With such charming alacrity

To           The Things We Left Behind

The things no matter

How hard I try to forget

Always stay imprinted on my mind

 

…Certainly unwanted this time

Like an uninvited guest

Whilst I wait to find out

If this silence will stand the test.