FOR CAITLIN'S BIRTHDAY - A POEM I WROTE WHILE JANICE WAS IN LABOUR
AT A CROSSROADS OF LIFE... SOME ADVICE

TIME (HAS WORN YOU OUT)

Me and dad

Today is my father's 86th birthday. His memory is long gone. I find it very hard. When I drive up to visit I ponder deep thoughts to help me deal with it. I often surmise on the uncatchable mystery yet reality of time. I wrote this.

 

Time is an invisible memory bank

Time leaves photographs counterfeit

Time turns and burns and churns

A tornado with nothing in control of it.

 

Time is a dance we do to its tune

Time is an artificial measuring space

Time it tumbles, rumbles and crumbles

A cage we make for us to pace.

 

Time is a capsule that is full of time

Time always seems to leak too fast

Time it breaks and cracks and takes

A hope of forever that never lasts.

 

Time has worn you out

Time has eroded your brain

Time has brought you down this cul-de-sac

With no turning circle back again.

 

Time if we could take it back

What time would we go back to

And if time took us back to there

What would I say to you

Would we use the word love

And would that word be enough.

 

Time.

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