I wonder if the game is over?
No longer having to look over my shoulder.
I wonder if you ever cared when you held my hand?
I wonder if you will ever understand?
Have we marched through life in separate ways?
Are we lost in past thinking of all of those yesterdays?
I wonder if there is still time for us?
Not knowing why you put up such a fuss?
I wonder if you ever thought of me after our time was done?
I wonder if it was over before it begun?
©9/15/2023 Bruce Clifford
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