回望.怀乡
                                 
                                     曹玉双
                            昨天  像弹出的音符无法回到琴键里
                            又如射出的箭儿无法重归掌心
                            生活  像一列硕大的火车
                            载着形形色色的面孔和梦想奔跑
                            一路向前  向前  永不停息
                            背离出发的故乡   且渐行渐远

                           莫名的忧愁  时停时涨
                           而许多无名的花卉  从不稀罕名和利
                           那最美的年轮  总被时光打劫
                           韶华啊   何以总是行色匆匆？
                                  
                           痴情的绿洲   已消瘦成宋词中的一句
                           思念   演变为雨巷中远去的油纸伞
                           最有画面感的是理想的芳香四溢
                           故乡的炊烟与童年的欢笑闪回
                           耳背的母亲缝补冬夜的裂痕
                           无法想象她无声世界是何等沉寂
                           我无计穿越目睹她青葱岁月的娴淑
                           像无力 握住冬阳的手臂取暖......
                                   
                                                         2017/01/12/上午10:32于单位