Time Gentlemen

Never believing that I was deceiving myself
(I guess it must have been a dream)
That I could ever be the man I thought I’d be
And not the man I am today.

Living and loving
With life ever leaving me
Ever leading me on
Through life.
I’d have taken time to be someone
But that time is gone,
And I am left here, now, alone,
With nought to carve upon my stone.

© Barry Freeman - 11th February 2017
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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May 25, 2021 at 8:44 AM
Such a sad poem, Barry, but very well-written and evoking much meaning in the mind of your readers. When we come to the place where I am in life (and perhaps you, too) we think about what we will leave behind of moral and spiritual value.
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