I have seen
the passing of flowers bloomed
I have seen
recurring seasons change its' tune...
I have seen
my friends of times gone by...
I often wonder where am I...
When I look in the mirror
I see my face
it certainly got misplaced...
it appears to resemble
someone else
I can't remember
I've lost the trace...
I value the time
I live today...
for each is a passing day
at speeds that seem
to accelerate
I record it all along the way...
It seems disruptive
although I'll say...
all this time
I thought I could play...
and now...I can only pray.
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Very poignant message bessye and I feel like that at times too. Nicely styled.
ReplyDeleteHi Joanne, I've missed you my dear friend.
ReplyDeletethank you for your comment. New Years bring this out in me...lol
bessye
Bessye, I can really relate to this one as well. Couldn't have voiced it as well as you did, however!
ReplyDeleteHi RNSANE!
ReplyDeleteThank you very much. It's just the time of year I guess...it always seems to show more then any other time. hummmm...there you have it! You are very special RNSANE!
bessye