I see the clouds caught in the trees
They all seem frozen in the breeze
Oh how I wish that I could try
To touch their fluff while passing by
But heaven is so far away
Is it a space where angels play ?
I guess that I will never know
If it’s a place I’d like to go
There is so much right here to see
It might just take eternity
Appears I have more time, it seems
To gather up forgotten dreams !
I hear the music in my head
With words not always quite as clear
Since I arise from my small bed
All full of love and void of fear.
The world around us is a joy
Its grandeur overwhelms me so
Like all the comforts we employ
With all the treasure God may show.
The length of time and how we knew
However long, His mystery
No matter now what e’er we do
None may escape life’s symphony !
Life’s had its ups and had its downs
It’s had its smiles amidst the frowns
Each moment comes, each moment goes
Some days it’s calm, some days it blows.
There is no way that I can tell
If this is heaven or it’s hell
I wish I knew how to define
When I, at last, run out of time !
Sometimes the pain’s too much to bear
Sometimes defense is meant to share,
I’ve often wished that I could fly
On cushioned wings into the sky
Escaping earth and its confines
Midst all the angst that life defines
I understand as one earthbound
What I search for is not aground !
And so our days just roll on by
Some with a tear, some with a sigh
Now there are times when it’s worthwhile
That all of us employ a smile
And so we move from day to day
Accepting life as come what may
Though hoping truly that our dreams
Are not as distant as it seems.
These dreams are made of fluff and stuff
Perhaps we cannot get enough
But time will know when we are done
Twixt tears or cheers, to end our run !
It seems the hours just tick on by
While all my days have learned to fly
There is no time for this to last
As days and months have rapid passed
And what began so long ago
Is now approaching its last show.
Wish I knew how the story ends
But I don’t have those kind of friends
I guess I’ll have to wait a bit
To see how all the pieces fit !
The city lights grow dimmer now
They’re hidden by the fog somehow
The mist moves softly through the trees
And cloaks the rustle of the leaves.
I hear a moan that comes and goes
I feel a chill rush to my toes
Too soon the winter will be here
With vestiges of vision drear.
If all the frost and snow arrive
How shall we then keep warmth alive,
We’ll bundle up in winter’s best
Hats, gloves and scarves with padded vest.
Do not lose heart no matter what
We’ll give it all that we have got
The seasons seem to march on by
The years grow wings and lives do fly !
Let’s say goodbye to summer’s days
With all her happy carefree ways
It’s sunny nature, flimsy clothes
A boater’s call of “thar she blows”,
A picnic lunch upon the beach
And no place left the sand can’t reach !
Well times do show and pass away
As we wake to another day
And realise that summer’s gone
While fall’s been left to carry on
But wait, there must be more to see
For time does reach eternity !
There are those days I can’t explain
Why sunshine makes me feel like rain
Or why a rainbow in the sky
Compels one to begin to cry
There’s so much good I’d like to share
If only there were some to care.
But I’m afraid those folks I knew
Have disappeared, all but a few
And fate has stolen every friend
Too long before their life should end
It seems there’s great conspiracy
To hasten world propriety.
We’re relics of another time
Another place, another clime
There’s no space left for us to fit
We’ll have to make the best of it
While stating this we must resign
It’s over now we’ve no more time !
The morning dawns as daylight breaks
The world’s alive, the new day wakes
As time rotates around the sun
Some days begin when some are done.
I’ll never get the hang of it
I try to make the pieces fit,
How rapidly this life can change
I find the transformation strange.
What is today soon goes away
To leave just one more yesterday,
Tomorrow waits for dark to come
Ere we bid her joyous welcome !
I live with pain that never ends
At length, we have become old friends
I’ve learned to thrive in spite of it
At times it takes a bit of grit !
I’ve dreamt a dream wherein I win
But that’s if God will count me in
I need His help and love and care
Without that, I will get nowhere !
There’s an old rocking chair I do recall
Remembrance of days when I was so small
While my nana cuddled and held me tight
If I was tired and lost or full of fright.
As we rocked away in that wornout chair
With many a ride we’d places to share
I believe each child is entitled to
A view of the world from a lap or two,
I pray each gets the opportunity
To bond with someone as special as she !
Oh joyous times and happy day
To sight the gusts of wind at play
I watch them lift the calm away
While yearling trees do bend and sway.
So much in life does imitate
How passions in our lives relate
To nature’s role as surrogate
Ere stormy days with time abate !
Days are flying like leaves in a storm
All tempest tossed so lost and forlorn
The winds of time move across the land
Like an army under God’s command.
Is anyone sure that we’re not alone
Or which role to assume on our own
How foolish it is to thump on our chest
It is but God who will do the best !
I miss my friends from long ago
The happy times we used to know
Football games and special events
Those summer weddings under tents.
All of the wars they had their cost,
Our pals that we have loved and lost
And now the enemy’s become
The dicky hearts we suffer from.
With cancer scoring second best
Our lives are never done with tests
The joys we knew when we were young
Those carefree days are gone and done
I’m sad I’ve lost so many friends
Our lifestyles soon will meet their ends
As will both you and I, in time
This has become a lonely climb !
The joy, sweet joy each morning brings
The sun’s awake and nature sings
I hear the sounds each raindrop shouts
While running down the gutter spouts.
The rush of water splashing by
Inspires the rainbows in the sky
Though early morn seems cold and bleak
It has a voice that needs to speak.
We are alive and truly blessed
Awaiting life at God’s behest
With so much more we’ve yet to taste
There’s not one moment left to waste !
The dearest words that we can say
Are “thank you Lord” for each new day
Tomorrow has some time to wait
Its thanks may come a day too late.
The time is now not hours hence
It only makes good common sense
The days may rise and after pass
Till we have breathed our very last
There is that moment each must know
We’ve reached the end of life’s last show !
There is a place that I recall
Where visions wake when twilights fall
It isn’t very far from here
In fact, in time it’s very near.
I like to visit now and then
Because I need remember when
The price is right, an hour of sleep
To transpose dreams my heart will keep
While I return to yesterday
Before our love wasted away.
The morn arrives both bright and new
With fragile hope soon overdue
The day awakes midst tender light
Seems we’ve just bid the world goodnight.
How fleet the time does pass us by
As youth to age will quickly fly
We barely touch what might been
Then wander off into the wind !
I wish that I could stop the clocks
Or pause their bold tick-tock, tick-tocks
They tick away the hours we’ve got
And hasten what will be our lot.
That minute comes without delay
When we must face our exit day
Be strong because twill meet us all
Who knows if it be spring or fall.
Arrive it does be sure of that
Don’t pack a bag, you need no hat
There’s no rewinding anywhere
For tis the end of life’s affair !
Do you remember times gone by
When stardust sprinkled evening sky
And silence was a welcome friend
Who visited at each day’s end ?
When words were meant to carry us
Into the twilight’s quiet hush
With thoughts of what is yet to come
To comfort all and solace some ?
This simple task, a wistful one
Recalls how quickly life is done
While all we’ve known does go astray
Soon to become our yesterday !
What shall we do this blessed day,
We’ll walk with God along the way
And tred the path to long ago
When kindly thoughts did ebb and flow.
We’ll take a moment here and there
Remembering the love we shared
And try to keep our dreams alive
While unrelenting powers thrive.
When we have chosen every word
The angels up above have heard
And tasted both wins and defeat
Then may our hearts decline to beat !
It will be, Lord what it will be
An homage to our victory
For words we’ve said and deeds we’ve done
There in dark night and light of sun.
Man is not one of patient soul
He searches for his selfish goal
And lusting for uneven chance
He will indulge the devils dance.
He’ll shift and lie and pounce and weave
Before he scurries off to leave
He has no weight and is not true
There is no faith in what he’ll do !
Hence we must wait until he’s spent
To ponder where our freedoms went
It will take time to garner strength
To help retrieve our lives at length
But we shall win have no small doubt
God is our Hero most devout !
There are times when hours seem to fly
And those when minutes just crawl by
Hours, minutes, seconds building days
To give us time to mend our ways.
Just one simple act in the course of each day
To keep hope alive and chase sadness away
A moment to pause and spend time with old friends
Sharing our love for God on whom life depends.
I never argue with my fate
I don’t complain if someone’s late
For time is such a fragile gauge,
The role it plays upon the stage
Is cumbersome to say the least
Engendering the angry beast
Who rages out against the ways
That bind us up and steal our days.
But time appears to seek no end
It knows no hero nor a friend
And ticks away along our path
Through times of peace and times of wrath.
‘Tis foolish thinking that we can
Alter our lives to fit the plan
This cannot be for all our days
Would better be we mend our ways,
Accept that God’s role is sublime
As He’s the Author of all time.
I think it’s time to put our dreams away
Lest we should lose that touch of day to day
That fills the void of each and ev’ry hour
With common sense that energizes power.
There’s a time in life that needs a resting space,
There’s a space in time that needs a quiet place,
There’s a dream in life that withstands blinding test,
There’s a time in dreams that requires peaceful rest.
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Claire V. Bogdanos 