Time slowly passed me by
25 August 2020
I choose to lay low
under a weather-beaten brow
shedding the leaves of now
under the winter snow
I never asked when or why
Time slowly passed me by
We choose to move on
yet pockets of regret
move our wills to fret
as a cheery face we don
Wilting centuries fly
As Time passes me by
Reading of the poem:
Still loving you – Scorpions
So delicate yet so moving, even more so when you hear Geetha recite it
Thank you Jann 🙂
So very poignant
Thank you Derrick
Beautiful poem and reading
Thank you for reading and commenting 🙂