Time Captured
It seems to
me as I look out
The day has
flown by without me noticing
And now the
fading tones of evening arrive
And I am
wondering just how it happened.
When I was
younger
Time seemed
to race by
Births,
marriages and deaths
And now it
waxes and wanes
A golden
moon in the dark sky,
Teasing me
with its glow.
I once heard
of a woman who loved only one man.
He, a young man
now buried under poppies in a field in France
Still stands
proudly in his uniform, smiling and twenty.
She, finally
buried under green moss in an English churchyard
Her heart beating
for him, long after the trenches were filled in.
Every star
in that inky black sky is billions of years away from me
I reach out
and lose my hand in the darkness.
Time
snatches pockets of my life
Causing me
to panic when I can’t remember
And it is
only when I see a photograph
Captured
forever in a frame,
That I remember
your faces.
Vanessa
Woolley
June 2014
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