Is it time?
that light is so bright
been here so long
but not long enough to go
long road to travel
and yet more roads to go.
Is it that time?
I think back
wonder did I do enough
should I do more
did they hear me say
love is love and nothing more.
Clock ticks time
But is it for me?
See and hear the children play
In the new day
And wish they would know
That time is all there is.
Hands pass over the clock
yet I feel I stand still
were they for me
or I for them
which one, I surely don’t know
Tell me or should it just be?
The light is brighter
I guess it time to go
Don’t let feel hurt within
Let them sing and shout
Their life - not mine.
About the Creator
G.A. Moore
Write, and write, and write again, 'til the words become images in the mind and feel the heart with joy, heartache, or even pain. I like to think that my writing will transcend you away to a place or identify with a character. Enjoy!
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