It occurred to me to wonder
How to smooth thru the years
When heart ones are beyond keep
They appear to happen
Though their cup is not drained
In upon solemn turf they advance
And out again without their flag
The claim they stake lasts long
But time seems to find them all
Searching and destroying by mission
Time should lose a friend so close
When my heart rules my world
Matters will be altered some
Those I love will cling like moss
Wild vines to a scaly tree
And I velcro-like will latch
My soul to them
Like a dream of an untimed hug
Either be it so or this…
Cause me to forget on sight
Each sweet smile or look
Before it impresses on my senses
Like a child from the womb
Forsaken and a bastard son
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