Time
steals the touch
Dims
my memory.
Time
faithful time.
Lovingly,
it caresses me
And gently
erases my sadness.
Would that
I am better
For that time
when I loved you.
Time….nibbling
around the edges
of my mind.
Your face,
so clear.....so dear,
Becomes dimmer,
thankfully.
I could not
stand the pain
If everyday
your face was
in sharp focus.
I still call your
name from
time to time...
......but.....
Not unceasingly.

More.......I'm silent.

       

Kay Ekwall ©