Poem -
Time
Time
The earth orbits the sun time and time again.
A certainty this is.
Youthfulness a distant memory.
Hopscotch, Daisy chains, cowboys and Indians a faint memory will fade. Leather satchels and cane no more .
Music box again and again I hear.
A life ending not feared.
Tears shed no more.
Tired ,weary but content
Soon it will be cleared.
The pendulum gently slows.
The wonder will the chime ever again fill the hallway or is the mechanism merely unavailing.
Only time will tell.
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Comments
VERY insightful look at 'aging' brother poet!!......ALL STARS!!..... well done!!.... LOVE and ROCKETS!!...T xo ?✳♥?
Thank you sir. To be honest in not really a poet these words just enter my head for unknown reasons
I beg to differ JOHN BLACK!!... you ARE a poet.... and most decidedly so if this poem is 100% your own (which I'm pretty sure it is)..... you would be hard pressed to find your average person just scribbling down something THIS poetic!!...... call yourself what you will..... but you're a writer!!..... and that is VERY apparent kind sir!!...... Glide On Love!....T xo ?☀✴♥✳?♥
Thanks for your kind words. God bless