The Tide of Time
Life’s tide of time is changing you and I,
as we knew it would, but your kiss is still
as sweet as cherry wine and your loving
touch is still warm to mine.
Now I reminisce when we were young
basking in those warm sunshine rays,
and our love was spent together on
those bright summer days.
The tide of time is washing away
our life line, and mountains we
may not have climbed or roaring
rivers did we cross, but our love for
each other has made life worth it cost.
Our wheel of fortune has long been spinning,
and lady luck most of the time was grinning.
There’s no time left for regrets, besides
they were few and far between our bets.
Though we maybe close to the autumn
of our life and the sun maybe sitting for
you and I, my love for you my Darling will
never, ever die.
Jackie R. Kays
Dedicated to my wife of 52 years.
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