Mytime
I have been searching forever
to find a Sweet memory
but it would never be mine
The ache of these toes
Walking in the present and past
of Time's corridor and threshold woes
Yesterday,a wrinkle
Tomorrow,a lonely frown
If God could bring back the young ME
Maybe I'll be happy and content eternally
Copyright © Bart Jonas | Year Posted 2006
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