Best Timewoman Poems
Time Ticks On
As a child I dreamed
and played and frolicked
I knew nothing of time
and time knew nothing of me
and as I grew my dreams became real
little by little,
one by one,
and time ticked on
As a young adult I worked
and played and loved
I was introduced to dead lines
and I knew time well
but my dreams grew,
little by little
one by one,
and time ticked on
As a young woman I yearned
and prayed and cried
please, let me have a family of my own
but the dream slipped away
time passed too quickly
my dreams were fading
little by little,
one by one,
and time ticked on
As an old woman I sit and rock
and tell stories and listen
to the blossoming dreams of youth
my time is passing
my dreams have gone
little by little
one by one,
my time ticks on.
THE RED SUNDRESS
By
Jack Horne
She tried on her old red sundress
and was young again.
Her figure was slim, her hair was fair
and men would buy her flowers.
She danced to the looking glass.
Her reflection was a real let down.
She had wrinkles and dimples
and rolls of lose flesh:
a caricature of the curvaceous creature
she had once been.
The woman she had been,
when the sundress was new,
long gone: a stronger woman
in her place. She smiled at the mirror,
the inner woman smiling back.
For Constance La France ~ A Rambling Poet ~
Contest 'The Sundress'