Time

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Submitted: December 19, 2016

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Just a poem, don't worry, I'm not looking for a tall ladder and a short rope!

 

Time

 

Time was, when I knew where I was going,

and when to turn when I got there.

Now I'm lost, with no idea, no longer knowing

where to turn, is it here, there, do I dare?

 

Time was when I knew exactly what to say,

no matter what--I was the smooth operator,

cool under fire, at any hour, on any given day.

Now I'm the silent stranger standing outside the door.

 

Time was, when I knew exactly what to do

no matter what, in any event, in any situation.

Those days are over, now I turn my sad eyes to you,

to tell me where to turn, what to say--no longer do any apply, none. 


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