vax1:swifty (04/21/83)
Here is a poem based upon the influence of M. J. Hauck: DAYS In the sun and warmth It is easy to recall the good days. No recollection of where they come is given. Strange, the beauty of one day Reminds of those days; alone, No one to share. In the sun and warmth, Who looks our way? Perhaps only those who seek the clouds-- Where are they? Alone seems worse with beauty and friends. They cannot sense the unseen. In the sun and warmth It is easy to recall the bad days.