On a Foreign Shore
Time has told me
the error I must find
Time has asked me to ask for no more
Where's the lightness I seek
A rose without a thorn
is no option
Things I could say
Time well tell you
To bear beside me
Even ways you need to laugh
leave me in stitches
Time has told me
A random thought
for a troubled man
A distant ocean on a foreign shore
how they came and go
Copyright © Antony Glaser | Year Posted 2023
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