John F. McCullagh
Time And Love - Poem by John F. McCullagh
Of Time and Love- those gifts you gave-
Only memories may I save.
Although I have a goodly store
Don’t call me greedy for wanting more.
Those other gifts you made for me-
A home and loving family-
I hold them close about me now
that my love has out lived our vow.
With you, dear love, I saw the world
Not half bad for a Bronx bred girl
Yet I would yield the world and more
If Time, that thief, gave us encore..
Time will heal my wounds, I trust-
if only when I too am dust.
With tear dimmed eyes I bid farewell
to you who loved me long and well.
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