Time Was Sweet and Giving
Days go by without words and kindness whim
He moves slowly as age tends to fail him
ohs, ows common persisting complaining
Once agile and active now weakening
Time was sweet and giving now with sorrow
Naive, “Is it today or tomorrow?”
Time just seems to creep along in his limbs
Now season sneak up behind him yet dim
Time doesn’t creep and slowly pours, it’s rapid
Once my hero, now alone since his passed
Time will not let me beg, steal, or borrow
Filled kiss my heart thirst for without sorrow
Silence wasn’t a word for the boy next door
Now I hunger, “You are all I long for”
11/28/2016
Copyright © Eve Roper | Year Posted 2016
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