Collateral Damage

Waves of time pass by,

washing years away,

bit by bit changing everything,

slowly but surely healing all wounds and

closing all chapters.

Memories remain, imprinted on the sand,

Neither fading nor glowing

unaffected by time,

dull and lifeless

scabby carvings

on dry wood.

years have passed,

long cold winter has gone..

replaced by the summer breeze

time does not stand by,

for any one,

those who don’t allow themselves,

to take part in time’s eternal game,

well, indeed..

They become very much,

collateral,

very much damaged..