Time
steals
the touch
Dims
my
memory.
Time
faithful
time.
Lovingly,
it
caresses me
And
gently
erases
my sadness.
Would
that
I
am better
For
that time
when
I loved you.
Time..nibbling
around
the edges
of
my mind.
Your
face,
so
clear.....so dear,
Becomes
dimmer
thankfully.
I
could not
stand
the pain
If
everyday
your
face was
in
sharp focus.
I
still call your
name
from
time
to time...
......but.....
Not
unceasingly.
More.......I'm
silent.
Kay Ekwall©1998
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