Eric Thomas Poet Quatrain

Aging Heart

Time runs fast when we are young,
As fast as human eyes can blink.
Turn away and there it goes,
What youth we have will slowly sink.

It runs with legs that won’t tire
So that your aging heart may sleep.
Close your eyes and let it fall,
The fruits you’ve reaped are yours to keep.

Does the river dry when you
Have passed the rapids of this ride?
Open your eyes so you may see
The world you’re bound to on this tide.

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Poet Destroyer A January 27, 2013 at 8:15 AM Eric, :-) Congratulations with your featured poem of the week. Glad to see you among the poets on the soups front page. Love your wonderful verse. Have your self a nice & beautiful Sunday... ~PD Eric Thomas January 27, 2013 at 9:13 PM But it feels pretty good :) Glad you're enjoying my writing(s). Stay tuned for more :] Eric Thomas January 27, 2013 at 9:12 PM Oh wow! It was the featured poem of the week?! Haha. Thank you. I didn't know; I just post poems up and hope someone reads them.

Bhavna Khemlani January 20, 2013 at 10:00 PM The aging heart, the legs tire as we age. It's our will power that sustains the contentment. I liked the poem. We are all aging.