Her eyes are dim as she
looks into mine ..
She's weary and tired,
as she breaths in deeply
before she exhales..
She wonders, as do I ..
When did time become a puzzle,
each piece out of sight ?
The days flew by like
a bird lost in flight..
Days were longer, way
back there in the shadows..
We jumped and shouted ,
we barked and we growled ..
We didn't give a damn,
we were always full of spunk..
Days now spent laying in the
warm summer sun..
Drinking in each lingering rays,
like a thirsty white cloud and
the moisture it keeps..
Tethered by what used to be
or what should have been done..
Too weary to worry..
Too tired now to care..
One thing for sure, as we
soak in the sun..
We gave all we could..
Regrets, we have none..
Patsy McNutt Morgan
06/15/13
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