Poem wrote for me by pub man

July 17/2009
By John
In Arklow, Ireland @ Mary B’s Pub

Allow my eyes to close
Leave my dreams untouched
To cradle my tomorrows
For the moment that is now
Think I’ve crossed the Rubicon on this one
As there are few moments in any given day,
That I don’t catch a fleeting glimpse of you
Passing my minds’ eye
You may have sewn the seeds
Of more than you will ever wish to rep
Within the gardens of my heart

So I am making some notes on a scrappy piece of paper while awaiting Brian's return from the bar with our drinks, when this man approaches. He doesn't really say anything but motions for my pencil and paper. After three times breaking my lead, good thing it was a mechanical pencil, he hands me back this. He seemed pretty intoxicated, but wow, what a surprise.

Well, I thought it was cool!
Meow