Time Be Good

Time Be Good Do we cease trying good as time goes by? to love and be loved back as humans should or is love ageless lost within a simple sigh begging to be let loose if it could? Time stand still bestowing gifting grace letting radiance remain as age is shy to chase the tiny wrinkle from the face and keep the sparkle youthful in the eye Years, tears, fears near as aches and pains make residence in bones. Faces, places, spaces clear keepsakes of the hopes that we have known. Looking at ourselves what do we see? The mirrored image of a day gone passed? A broken-down jalopy of a beast or a person that has got the stuff that lasts? How often do we wrestle with the what has been instead of just accepting what is now? What happens to our person as familiar friend lost within the passing of the hours. Time be good to older people of the land. Their peace and joy of life have just begun. Slow their moments to a motionless stand as they try not to falter but hold on. 6/2/19