Brian Hairbottle


Father Time - Poem by Brian Hairbottle

I heard it said
that time heals all
Why then am l so sad? ?
Time seems to have failed
in its task to heal

Father time, with your flowing long beard
why have you not heard?
The words l cry every day of my life
to remove all this torment and strife
Are my tears all in vain

I do not call for you any longer
nor do I wish for you either
You have failed me to my core
and I know and now call for
The rattle of deaths call

Daily I search for the hood
and the scythe,
that the grim reaper
carries in his travels,
as he goes to gather
To add to his brood

Yes, I would welcome you
with arms wide open and heart true
With the wish
that like a caught fish
You would take me to the wild blue

Topic(s) of this poem: lost


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, June 18, 2017



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