Thursday, April 18, 2024

Hoping the hands of time

Will see reason

Building thoughts from the obscure

Tis the season

Where snow is falling for sure

Take me to the river

Love set me free

Skate far on the frozen ice

Where open hearts

Are meant to be

Hoping the hands of time

Will move backwards

Reverse time do we endure

Silent moments

Living life is just a lure

Poetry of a Lifetime