Unwind The Clock Poem by Nudershada Cabanes

The time is running out
Our cups are almost empty
We had our joys and our moments here
Soon it will be time for goodbye
We shall set sail to our own seas
And land on different shores

The doves are calling
The bells are ringing
It's almost time to leave

But let me tarry here
For a little while
I want to gather more treasures
To bring with me when I embark for the sea

I want to smell the roses in your garden
And share a glass of wine in your chamber
I want to dine in your table and drink from your cup
All these I shall keep
In the storage of memories

Unwind the clock
And let the hands of time pause from their ticking
Be with me before the hour of parting arrive



© Nudershada M. Cabanes