No Time To Waste Poem by Lora Colon
No Time To Waste
Come, my love, we've no time to waste,
The clock is chiming eleven,
Just enough time to get one last taste
Of the Sweet Elixir of Heaven
Autumn's love is no less sublime
Than Spring's first love, daring and grand;
But the hourglass has turned its last time.....
We must outrun Life's fast-falling sand
Pace cannot be arbitrary - -
The river is starting to freeze;
Hurry, my love, try not to tarry,
If you must, crawl on your hands and knees!
Love is calling in the distance,
Offering us her glorious shroud;
Lest she think we offer resistance,
Let us claim all the joy we're allowed
Autumn's last buds will soon depart,
As icy winds nip at the vine;
Soon nothing will stir this dying heart -
Neither love, nor song, nor vintage wine
Time is anxious to take its toll,
The sun's setting..... let us make haste;
No longer at leisure can we stroll,
Come now, my love.... we've no time to waste!
Of the Sweet Elixir of Heaven - I often wonder where this is to be found if not within one's soul that's so profound. One must pierce the darkness of the mind to find Heaven's treasure therein of a kind. - Regards George K.
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5/2/2024 11:29:05 AM # 1.0.0.1119
hands and knees appeals to me. and i'd like to return to diapers as well. try non-vintage wine; it may give you the boost you need! ! to MyPoemList and maybe April's showcase? ok? how ya been? bri ;)