As Time Seeps By Part One

Once upon a Midnight dreary Sank my heart weak and weary Patience for Life growing thin The Shadow of Death slips in Cloaked in black robe, with hands of bone A skull face, eyes of glass stone He paced across the floor to my bed With hour glass in hand, waiting for me to be dead Sickness in throat, eyes hardly open My soul peered through it's windows But not a word could be spoken He placed his bone hand upon my forehead A smile raced across his skeleton face Evidence I would soon be dead He looked at me with those eyes of stone He glanced about the room insuring we were alone He pulled up a chair and with this he sat He placed the hour glass upon my lap "Your life will soon be mine. your memory lost in time Reflect now upon the past for soon the sand Shall fall to the bottom of my hour glass." After this had he said, once again he did place The whited bone hand upon my face With fingers of bone my eyes he did close Visions rampant started to unfold In a voice not unknown but never had I heard To those pictures in my mind he gave word A cry for life, a mother's smile A doctor's and nurse's sigh of relief "Well done, sir." The doctor nods with gratification Outside "It's a boy" shouts a father's satisfaction The boy is strong, he grows fast An average boyhood he does have Full of love, mischief and wonders but it does not last An emptiness haunts him and he grows sad School years eclipse him right by He graduates with honors his parents pride He's sent off to college, on his own he must be He's lonely and critical but manages a degree A bachelors, a masters, a PHD His parents are proud of him, their hearts full of glee Success he has known all through his life School, friends and a new career fill him with strife But an emptiness haunts him, a feeling lingers on It cuts into him deep as if it were a knife He has never truly loved, never really had life Emotions he does not understand, feelings he refused In the business world he forgets, there work is his refuge Hours on hours, day till midnight, he spends his time The loneliness is there, in ledgers he keeps lost his mind He gets sucked into his career, profits stack high Famous and industrious to others he has become known But in reality he is a tycoon all alone Sorrows and troubles he keeps to himself Never a misery could he share Never had he found anyone to care Than one day in his midlife He bumps into a lady quite different from his life (Continues As Time Seeps By part two)