I saw myself from a distance drowning in
in a playground with my best friends
on a see-saw on my own.
I waded through the ripples and
found a girl I used to know
I don’t think she remembered me
just the way that some things go.
I could photoshop some memories
but it would not be the same
for I need to see the whole truth
and I need to feel the pain.
On Sunday Jesus saves me
he’s got quite a collection of me
I’d swop it all for a crystal ball
to see what I might see.
© 2018, John Smallshaw.