Time And Place Poem by Gerry Legister

Our history stays as it was left
Shaped into clouded memories
Tries to win back the airy breath
From where the comforter withers

They say time is a sad wanderer
it rues the opportunity for eternity
In a narrow expanse to ponder
Through the mind of man's futility.

Time, a gift to fender in this world
Alone, where pain wishes to start
Daily emotions gather in the soul
All the hurtful places in your heart.

Moving shadows throw a portrait.
A spiral state explores depts unsure.
When we were early, we had to wait
A brief span on this shrunken shore

Time travels incognito on its own
From space to our secret place
Borrow mirth furthest from home
And leaves the faintest trace