
where does the time go
I really would like to know
days,
months,
and years
the joy and pain
laughter and the tears
Seconds ticking by
memories singing a soulful refrain
...you can never go home again
You can never turn back the page
can't look over your shoulders
and see mother's sage
or my daddy's rage
Or how time leaves us like animals
in a locked cage
with only windows and bars
locked in pain and yesterday's scars
My, how the memories do fly
each one singing it's own song
bringing tests of right and wrong
Reminders of it's own lullaby
merely flashes of the past
Branches in my mind
But, as long as I can remember them
time will always last
Close my eyes once again
and I'm in yesterday
Open them up
And I know I cannot stay
My, how the memories fly
When did I realize time was gone
"When I accepted the fact that she wasn't coming back home"

Good, good piece.
ReplyDeletekinda sad and reflective....love lost is a hard pill to swallow!
ReplyDeletenicely done JA
Thanks Ms Honey!
ReplyDeleteLoc...It's not sad at all...just being aware that you can't go backwards....
ReplyDeleteThanks so much for being you
BEAUTIMOUS SCRIBE...as ALWAYS!
ReplyDeleteTY SUggaaaaaaaaaaa
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