TOUCH us gently, Time!
Let us glide adown thy stream
Gently,—as we sometimes glide
Through a quiet dream.
Humble voyagers are We,
Husband, wife, and children three—
(One is lost,—an angel, fled
To the azure overhead.)
Touch us gently, Time!
We ’ve not proud nor soaring wings:
Our ambition, our content,
Lies in simple things.
Humble voyagers are We,
O’er Life’s dim, unsounded sea,
Seeking only some calm clime;—
Touch us gently, gentle Time!
A touch of beuty was this read, if only time could touch us gently and not leave the bruises down the river.
I enjoyed reading a Petition to Time, I found it touching...
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Barry, what a great poem! I love how clear the earnest plea to time is. Definitely soul touching!