Ou et Quand?

amelie poulain
as if you were
some kind of angel
looking over my shoulder
you remind me
of what it was like
to be a child
once more
by showing me
the forgotten remains
of my childhood.
all of it could fit
inside of one small tin.
a reminder that
perhaps
there is still time
to make something
out of the time
i have left.


lesson learned
awake tonight
i can finally say
i have learned
how to love
and appreciate
some of the things
i have taken for granted
in the past.
sitting here now
i know
that none of this
will last
and to learn to
love this while
i can.


a quel'heur?
the cold
winter wind
is blowing by
outside
as the midnight
hour ticks by
ever closer.
moment by moment
it edges us
to morning.