[gamby]

.Copied with permission. Book notes, award winning poet



life we knew when we were young
Has waned away beneath the sun
It faded as we lived each day
A month, a year it slipped away

My mind looks back to see the time
No longer there , no longer mine.
The lonely time that makes me weep
To look somewhere beneath the deep
I fear and yet I do not know
What is it there that makes it so

I wonder if I'll know the hour
My thoughts away will fly
To know which way the flower
Points the way with just a sigh
It reaches up to be a tower
Somehow it knows it's time to die