Skip to main content

old friends
























old friends

searched online for former friends
surprised to see untimely ends
friends, their spouses, moms and dads
sad to see the deaths they had

the inexorable tick and tock of time,
leads us all to fields, sublime
through twisting, turning hands of fate,
soon we'll all be known as "late"

years roll on, time is passed
no one knows how long it lasts
each life is counted out by days
as friends we oft go separate ways

friend's faces show the lines of age
as each one turns his separate page
fools fleeting time waits for no man
eighty years our lives may span

so count your days with special care
for who knows how, who knows where
our beating hearts will one day stop
find old friends before they drop

© 2014 ajwrites57
A Long
❤ ❤ ❤

Image adapted: By SDRandCo via morguefile.com

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

again

again if i could walk those golden streets again and sing those glad olden songs so sweet again if i could feel those pounding jungle beats again and touch those rumbling thronging beasts again if i could dance those daring double steps again and twirl the girls 'round their swinging hips again if I could swim those clear summer lakes again and float lazily where the cool current takes again if i could sit in playful grade-school seats again and draw where pencil and yellow paper meets again if i could run the asphalt baseball fields again and slap the rubber balls off car windshields again if i could fold daily newspaper sheets again in pre-dawn drowsiness on city streets again if i could gaily play in hot summer rains again and watch the water run into sewer-drains again if i could tackle tough and rumble players again and run through football teams like a laser again if i could frolic in frigid cold and icy snow again and not fear near fro...

can't wait