Time ticks on
As she looks
Out to sea
Un-noticing
Uncaring
Relaxed she is
Carefree
Ten when she
First went there
All those
Years ago
Now she looks
In awe
As the little boats go
Grey and tired
Now
Time caught up
With her
If only she could
Turn back the clock
Feelings do stir
Suddenly a gull
Screams
Shaking her from
Her reverie
My goodness
she thinks
Is that the time?
As she glides away…
As she…
Glides away
Glides…
Away…
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Posted in: Poetry
Posted on October 9, 2012
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