Seasons: A Poem
Once upon a time, there lived a man, or so the saying goes.
He lived, worked, and played among the aging stones.
How strange it seemed the change started without
Him being aware.
How strange it seemed the change started without
Him having a care.
Once upon a time, a wizened owl lived, or so the saying
goes.
He watched the man idly by perched among the stones.
How strange it seemed the change occurred without
Him wondering why.
How strange it seemed the change occurred without
Noticing the shifting sky.
Once upon a time seems so long ago, or so the saying goes.
The man, the owl are now long gone now but thus remain
The stones.
How strange it seems that time untouched the turning
Of the tide.
How strange it seems that all the while we lived and so
We die.
Seasons.
©Copyright 2023 d.lawrence. All Rights Reserved.
.jpg)
Very nice
ReplyDelete