Roann Mendriq

Back In Time - Poem by Roann Mendriq

Trembling with anticipation,
I enter in the time machine;
Fleeing way back in precious time,
to be the one I once had been.

And lo behold I reach an age,
where life is tender, gentle slow,
Where children converse face to face
and take their own sweet time to grow.

I meet a smiling, gentle lady,
and know that she's my Gran!
We sit and talk for many hours,
understanding God's wise holy plan.

And then I meet a playful child,
I see myself face to face, in her;
It's my Mam! she plays with me!
and takes to the way things were.

What a truly wonderous age!
with time to stand and stare;
Time to gaze up at the skies,
Time for heartfelt prayer.

Soon, a voice within reminds me,
My present will soon be past,
and my future will cherish it,
with reminisces unsurpassed.

I smile and know its time to leave,
the present beckons me;
I look ahead, not turning back,
the way it's meant to be.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 11, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, February 4, 2014

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