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.