James Walter Orr (02, June,1930 / Amarillo, Texas, U.S.A.)
Across The Years
I watch as starlight’s gleam across the years,
recalls to me our dream across the years.
We walked together, all those years ago:
the perfect loving team, across the years.
That last time, when the dew was on the grass,
your teardrops were our theme, across the years.
If I could but reverse those wheeling stars;
turn back that pain extreme across the years.
They say time heals all wounds: the time they mock
now forms an endless seam, across the years.
The salty drops that trickle down your cheeks,
reflect back each moonbeam, across the years.
How bitter is my woe, how deep the hurt,
that forms our future’s scheme across the years.
Easy it is to swallow now, my pride,
and feel your warm esteem, across the years.
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