Some Time Poem by Frank Witte

Children laughing, running,
'come, catch me if you can',
Eyes stunning, carving
a heart free a short span.

One day, you and I,
we will need some time
to open some doors.
For now it's alright,
In a way you're mine
in a way I'm yours.

Golden clip in your hair,
my white cappucino here,
your one-shot latte there,
a history our hearts mear.

One day, you and I,
we will need our time,
walk and talk a mile.
But now is alright,
this way you shine,
this way I smile.

A final hug in your arm,
a little sweet embrace,
friendship brings no harm,
to our balanced inner pace.

But some day, you and I,
we will need some time,
to peek a little into history.
Still our now will be alright,
we may be like lemon and lime,
seem like silver and mercury.

I saw your final look back,
gazing across my shoulder,
These times life is a little colder,
when walking a seperate track.