Me Myself and I

    Copyright Malcolm Dew-Jones


I'm just perambulating with myself for company it's me myself and I a couple of fine feeling fellows for sure and if you chance to see me as we're walking down the street just be sure to understand exactly who you meet there's old guys and new guys and some in between the ones that you knew then and some yet unseen each of us has maybe a turn for a day my younger self hidden - but not gone away I'm counting on the next guy to be entertaining me I'm riding in his body and I wonder what I'll see and always down the line I'm hoping I get something good a body from the past that has been treated as I would and each in his turn will then pass the torch along ride out the journey hoping nothing will go wrong each of us has maybe a turn for a day my younger self hidden - but not gone away I'm not sure I'm much wiser than the little kid inside who tells me when it's time to play and when it's time to hide I like to think I'm smarter but I think they disagree they're waiting for a vote to come from several future me there's mem'ries and futures and always a today the living they're giving to the me now holding sway each of us has maybe a turn for a day my younger self hidden - but not gone away I'm waiting baited breathe to see who'll be replacing me I'll tell him where we came from and I'll hand him off the key I hope it will unlock whatever mystery he finds I'll warn him that when things are tough he's always of two minds I trust him, I made him, I put him where he is my soul surfs the moments that are mine and his each of us has maybe a turn for a day my older self hidden - till I meet home someday