not too long ago

A time to reflect

A time to defect

What a time it is to remember the happy

the crappy

and the truly sappy

A time for all a moment to remember

And now a time to mourn

What I’ve learned

burned

what I’ve yearned

To be free

Of the worries

fears

leers

jeers

To be among the truly insane

And maintain

A status quo

some quid pro

In a desperately

private life

not too long ago.

It’s a time ya know

It’s a time to snow

The mountains to my left are joyous of the past

And the splendors of that time never last

Never a moment

That lasts as long

As the last one

“There’s no time for fussing and fighting

My friend”

There’s no time left on the dial

There’s nothing but the smile

On your face that lifts the wind

And the morning sun

rises on orange pools

with rippled grooves

of contentment.