Kindred Souls Dispersed In Time Spaced Frame Poem by Terence George Craddock

in youth mine you were not born
I would reach out across time
space across all years between

to this time now in this your time
saudade longing betrayal pain
where in your heart mind alone

you suffer too much exist alone
across long hours devestated pain
memories in this your time of pain

many would cross time
would cross time be your friend
friendships cast sublime

kindred souls in time spaced frame


Terence George Craddock (Afterglows Echoes Of Starlight)
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