We spent those days sometimes confused —
the acts that touched, the words that soothed,
the days that stuck, the nights that moved.
Throughout the years, the paint came loose.
but lessons learned remain in use.
The joys, the gains still bring us smiles;
the lost, the cuts, recall the trials.
My albums sing a life’s refrain,
love filled mementos bright or plain.
A trail of life, its light diffused.
© Gay Reiser Cannon * 4.2.16 * All Rights Reserved
The décima is a Spanish form of 10 lines – rhymed ABBAACCDDC – in principle of 8 syllables, though the rather relaxed method of counting syllables in Spanish verse means that lines can actually be anything from 6 to 10 syllables. I’ve just kept to the standard English Iambic tetrameter.)