Calling Me Near

With time,

the beginning gets close to the end

 

With time,

I no longer need to pretend

 

With time,

the feelings stand on their own

 

With time,

the reasons are best left alone

 

With time,

the music alone mine to play

 

With time,

the words free to go or to stay

 

With time,
the memories no longer a wish

 

With time,

all longing wrapped up in one kiss

 

With time,

I revisit those things I thought lost

 

With time,

I re-ember the long winter frost

 

With time,

I let go of the doubt and the fear

 

With time I embrace

—as your voice calls me near

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2016)

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