When the light
Begins to fade
Think of me
Beneath your veil
The gargoyle statue
By gates to guard
While a cherub smokes
A large cigar.
To dream of rainbows
As in stories told
Life it drains
We all grow old
Yet words of ink
Somehow survive
On yellowed pages
Maturing wine.
Favourite songs
On radio play
By your kitchen sink
Chores of the day
In twilight
The lantern sways
Its shattered light
From birth to grave.