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Simply Time

With Crystal Ball I might have found Some way to weave my way through time Instead I played without the rules Did it my way throughout the schools Meandered free from guides or maps Ate my meals from plates on laps Camped and rambled, cycled too My only aim - my love for you Single till I sang your song Wed while we were still so young Cats and flats and tube train rides Cinema trips and theatre asides Walking miles down country lanes Hobbling from the blisters pains Now and then there'd be a tiff Life's never perfect, oh what if Pardon me while I reminisce My poetic licence still exists So work was just my hobby made Into jobs for which I was paid Until later I joined the retail trade Years went by, I sold the shop We bought a house with the cash I got Acquired a dog who chased our cats And still we ate from plates on laps Houses changed, our lives did too For a while you were lost to view Back as one we multiplied Two girls from us were derived Another move nearer to school A third child born who is no fool Sadly you were soon unwell At first the doctors couldn’t tell Mighty was the blow that day When they said no cure to allay The failing heart within your breast A transplant might be for the best Some days after our son was two While I was there, visiting you The doctors said you had one last chance And we took the news with a mutual glance Harder still those several weeks Intensive care, drug induced sleeps Tubes, machines, alarms and more Until you slipped through the final door Goodbyes were hard for all who came Many said it was a shame But on with life we had to go Three children had to deal with woe Does time heal, or simply pass Those old sayings might make you laugh 4000 days have been and gone Will I join you before long? ©Rhumour April 14th 2008

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