Written: by Miracle Man
I’ve watched years mount with each clock’s chime,
While traversing daily looking back in time.
A time when love, was as a glowing ember,
But were things then, as I now remember?
Today, finds time busy closing my account,
facing obstacles, that I alone can’t surmount.
But I’ll keep writing checks, being most proficient,
Until God stamps time’s account, “funds insufficient”.
Copyright © Tom Wright | Year Posted 2020
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