David Wood

Gold Star - 13,745 Points (07 April 1950 / London)

Time, Endless Time: - Poem by David Wood

The seasons always come around;
For time cannot be interrupted
A frigid winter cold and frosty
Gives way to a fleeting spring
Where new life is found.

Time is a never ending race,
The hours, days and weeks pass,
Sometimes unnoticed in our busy lives
Then the long eternity comes with a kiss
When our time gives up its final pace.

Time is something we have to give
To those whom we love, it can't be rushed
It is a soothing balm to heal and calm
When all of life becomes too much
And tender hearts again learn to live.

Time is like the vast vacuum of space,
It is endless. Time is forgiving if not rushed
And we have to catch those special
Moments in time as it cannot be reversed
And guard them with such sweet grace.

Topic(s) of this poem: time

Poet's Notes about The Poem

Time is always tight, it is a wonderful healer if left to its own devices.

Comments about Time, Endless Time: by David Wood

  • (4/4/2016 2:12:00 PM)

    no worries, no stress every precious to be enjoyed
    reading your poetry does that to me
    thanks David
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  • Kelly Kurt (1/12/2016 10:02:00 AM)

    A perceptive and nicely written piece, David (Report) Reply

    David Wood (1/12/2016 10:32:00 AM)

    Thanks Kelly, unlike a movie we cannot press replay, time doesn't work like that. We have to treasure precious moments in our lives as we live them in the here and now.

  • Edward Kofi Louis (1/12/2016 4:47:00 AM)

    To those whom we love. Nice work. (Report) Reply

    David Wood (1/12/2016 5:57:00 AM)

    Thanks Ed

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, January 12, 2016

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