Too Long The Setting Sun Poem by dino evans

Time has slipped away, maybe passed me in my sleep,
Torn pictures, faded days I see, and the mirror makes me weep,
I look into my eyes, all the years stare back, unkind,
The smiles turned to hardened cries, that linger in my mind...

Times far lost to memory now, to think them into dreams,
The days run into one somehow, the time too short, it seems,
The happiness remembered, has now sadness in it's wake,
As children, we pretended, as adults it's all too late...

Everything is, 'used to be', all is would've been,
My nights come into view for me, to show what could've been,
And time is such a fluid thing, that pours like summer rain,
Though memories at times still sing, their song of love, and pain...

But don't think I regret my time, for that will not be true,
It's only things are out of line, this time not spent with you,
I have no answers, no way back, so dark no path to see,
The knowledge I suppose I lack, lies waiting there for me...

Time has slipped away you see, though there are hopes I keep,
That you are well, and close to me, and I am in your sleep,
The years that you have been my love, still smiling back at me,
From that old photograph, and remembrance, of ' we'...

See, you and I once were, and always will be in my dream,
But time demands what time is of, to show what memories mean,
I've known, or thought I'd known, for years what was to come,
But winds of change have blown on me, the crying has been done..

Yes, time has slipped away on me, but I've no need to weep,
This mirror shows me weary eyes, so I must try to sleep,
To pass me by none the less, the days used, lost and gone,
This life I've lived too long I guess, too long the setting sun...

But worry not for me my child, I've loved you all the while,
Your ways were always calm and mild, your brightness was your smile,
But looking in this frame the image chases me, so why,
Does life play out it's ugly game, as time has passed me by...