Watching The Calendar Turn Poem by Kurt Philip Behm
Watching The Calendar Turn
Fighting my memory,
I watched the calendar turn
Flashes of my grandfather
Racing through my mind
Age wasn't supposed to be like this
Or then…maybe it was
Darkness
Followed by darkness
Then more darkness again
Where is the light
Hours of larceny
Time being stolen
Waiting, waiting
Fighting with my
Memory,
—watching the calendar turn
(Villanova Pennsylvania: November,2013)
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