Shades of black and dusky grey
Like wind whipped, whispering leaves
Cloud my memory dull and dim
chasing all but fleeting ghosts away

I know that somewhere deep within
The twisted labyrnith of my brain
There lies a place of green and light
Of peace behind the pain

Memories of a different life
Lived by a different man

James Jarrett

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/lunch-poem-1/