This is a poem by Ziggy Rowlands… I’ve kept it in my wallet for over thirty-five years now. I don’t know if Ziggy will ever read this, or if he remembers this poem… I’d like to hope, both! But she’s such a wicked little sprite, that Hope! Such a tease! Anyway, Ziggy, if you read this, I hope you remember it… and manage to recapture a little of that spirit.
And now I must go…
Forever to wander away from my past,
Into a clean and fresh tomorrow,
The crystal hopes of every next-day,
Like shining glass stars
Fall glittering backwards to today,
But so with them, does reality,
Which shatters crystal stars at my feet.
But still I smile and say,
(Ziggy, I hope you won’t mind… I’ve made some minor changes to the punctuation, and have changed a single word from your original text; it now reads, “Fall glittering backwards…” instead of “Come glittering backwards…” Anyway… if you object, all you have to do is leave a comment on this page and let me know and I’ll change it back straight away!)