As the candles melt into the cake
And the wishbone cracks into splinters
And each penny swallowed by the well
Only makes us one cent poorer
The road from cradle to coffin
Stays a journey we must take in the dark
Through a landscape drained of color
Where even the flowers seem grey
As we lift our eyes to the heaven
Hidden behind its webbing of stars
Asking once more for an answer
To the question a thousand words long
And as we find where we’re going
Is the same as where we began
We wrap ourselves in our shadows
To wait for a new sun to rise
Richard Schnap is a poet, songwriter and collagist living in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. His poems have most recently appeared locally, nationally and overseas in a variety of print and online publications.
Richard Schnap is a poet, songwriter and collagist living in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. His poems have most recently appeared locally, nationally and overseas in a variety of print and online publications.
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