[Drawing by Geo.,1966: Photo, Geo.,2010]

I remember sound from
An old house (pulled
Down long ago), water
Running off its roof
Onto brick, according
Proof to my younger
Brain of melody
Under rain.
As mirrors spread
Across the yard I
Aged and dared not
Disregard that.
Now water runs
Off my hat --time.
Time does not 
Dismiss old men so 
Much as shift 
Where things begin.