Time Was - Poem by David McLansky
Time was ever she'd seek my face;
Our eyes would meet across a sea of bobbing heads;
Now, we studiously avoid each other's gaze,
And greet adjacent friends with loud hellos.
Time was when an idle hour was left to pass,
I would call her on the phone,
Chew on pen, swaying back and forth in my chair
And while away a friendly aftenoon;
Now I sit alone and stare.
Time was when I woke groggy in the dawning light,
I'd seek out her sweet head on her white pillow
And enter her warm glowing arms under a puffy cover,
And sleep the peace known as security;
Now I sleep alone or in the arms of strangers.
Time was a golden head of silk
Was a good reason to beathe,
When sighs were love,
Time was, time was, time was.
Comments about Time Was by David McLansky
Read this poem in other languages
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.