Kevin C. Gardner

Rookie (january 20 1959 / albion new york)

Oft Times - Poem by Kevin C. Gardner

Oft times, the times, the cost
life lived, love lost
I wonder if any of them knew
it was mostly me and not all you
an empty hole unknown to fill
attention span, close to nil
the hole still empty, and not new
the search, new bells to chime
all in my thoughts.
Oft times, oft times

oft times, I see the cost
of things gone by like melting frost
I think its meant to be this way
the void still there, even today
freedom to be me will fill
like water running to the sea
will make the man I’m meant to be
with faith and love the bells will chime
I think of this
oft times oft times

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Poem Submitted: Friday, March 31, 2006

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