Time Poem by Jess Patterson

Past point a to b
of what went on that night.

the ground fell.
the heart breaks.
the ears hear.
the acceptence takes.

the children play.
the seeds grow and the silence walks
the seasons change...

the snow returns.
the eyes watch and the pulse beats on.
remaining strong.

the rain falls.
the wind blows and the mind wanders
the days go by...

the sun shines.
the grass grows and the flowers bloom....

without you.
life goes on.
but only the heart.
doesnt change.

point c never looked so sweet.
when the Past becomes the present.