This Time

By Bruce Clifford

It’s getting hard not knowing you
I feel I have or thought I knew
Falling into places
Falling into lines
Can I keep my distance this time

Faces are reappearing
Moments are endearing
The ocean sings a tune
It takes me there with you

Spaces are disappearing
My mind is in the clearing
Driven by the memory
Taking us to each moment

It’s getting hard not being there
I feel so lost and in despair
Falling into places
Falling into lines
Can’t keep my heart out this time

©12/15/14 Bruce Clifford