As we grow older....Missing

Picture taken at Oxbow Park

Missing

Missing from my pillow

In the deepest part of night,

Is the love and inspiration,

That takes my life to flight,

A simple joy and pleasure

A part of life not measured.

Like holding hands in evening

While the fire softly glows,

Little secret words spoken

Those only lovers know.

Time removed from our daily cares

A wistful note on life,

Where things are appreciated

As a relief from daily strife.

In youth we dreamt of the future,

All knowing, all positive of its outcome.

But in age much wiser now

So this simple truth we found…

Life does not go on forever

Though we strive to make it so,

So we must catch the ring of pleasure

Where ever it might go.

A Life that just passed me by..........

Quaker Basin Cemetery

Life Just Passed Me By

I felt the wind like the touch of Spring,

Gently passing in the glow of day.

I saw a scene so far from me,

Yet passing just a foot away.

I heard God as I walked the hill.

I stopped to listen and to pray,

And time just passed on by.

My heart smiled, enjoyed, and cared,

As my lungs filled with the sweet Spring air;

And the breeze against my face wasn’t even there,

As life just passed on by.

They laughed at me for I beamed with love,

For the grass that felt like silken glove,

It gave me pleasure and just a bit of love,

And time just passed me by.

I heard the call of the meadow’s lark,

I felt the tree and its rugged bark,

But time had passed me by.

For now I’m grown and now I’ve lost

The simple heart that would have bought,

With a fortune or a ransom lost,

But not even that could stop..

Time from passing me on by.