As a child, I would build Myself a castle of cardboard Just big enough for me and teddy So we could rule In the shadows -Kel Dayheart
Glimpse
I only catch a glimpse Once in a while I see the world-weary face within This youthful countenance And I wonder how anyone believes that I am younger than I am -Kel Dayheart
In Millimeters
Growth comes in stages And it is much harder To see now that the physical aspect is over -Kel Dayheart
Gray Around the Edges
Tinged with gray From every passing year Wiser now Even more so When compared to that So called youthful ignorance -Kel Dayheart
These Lines
My life is written on my skin Every bump and scrap has left a memory Some good, Some not so good The lines of my story are laid out bare In the shape of my smile To the wrinkles forming Every moment leaves an etching -Kel Dayheart
Fragment of a Figment 