A.L. Webber

T. Nunn, T.S. Eliot

from the musical”Cats”




Not a sound from the pavement

Has the moon lost her memory ?

She is smiling alone

in the lamp light the withered leaves

collect at my feet

And the wind – begins to moan


All alone in the moonlight

I can smile at the old days

I was beautiful then

I remember the time I knew what

happiness was

Let the memory live again.

Every street lamp – seems to beat

a fatalistic warming

Someone mutters and a street lamp

sputters and soon it will be morning


I must wait for the sunrise

I must think of a new life

And I mustn’t give in

when the dawn comes tonight will be

a memory too

And a new day will begin.

Burnt out ends of smoky days,

the stale cold smell of morning

The street lamp dies, another night

is over, another day is dawning

Touch me

It’s so easy to leave me

All alone with the memory

Of my days in the sun

If you touch me you’ll understand

what happiness is

Look – a new day has begun.


(c) Zdzisława Sośnicka, Zdzisława Sośnicka