Drawings of Days Past 

He can’t remember when it was

That he discovered the connection

Between his life and the Moroccan

Table in his house.

He couldn’t remember either, where

The table had come from, if he

Bought it, or if it was a gift. All he

Knew, was that the table told his life.

After sitting in front of it every day,

For many years, and analyzing each

Line drawn carefully, he was certain

That the table told his story.

He recognized in the drawings his

Childhood memories, his old

Games, and also his frustrations.

Old loves, and loss.

Sitting in front of the table, he

Recognized his past, but also

His future drawn in the Moroccan

  Table, so distant from him.