Every Sweet Moment

he grapples with that memory fighting to hold every detail, every shade as the pain from his arthritic bones diverts his thoughts even more oh...the curse of age he took for granted every sweet morsel every sweet moment of time given and this is life's retribution if given another chance would he let her walk away for he knows, looking back that she was the one that almost imperceptible, yet obvious look when one's heart is broken this he remembers clearly her eyes as he turned away relinquishing his chance at love if he only knew then that the excuses he trusted were merely the voices of uncertainty and now in his room of fading memories and fictional dreams he begs for another chance in another life

Deckard

I began writing poetry when I was a teenager and it truly saved me from a destructive path. 'Time Heals' will be on my grave stone'. I have 3 incredible kids who are the greatest gifts that God has given me. If I have advice to give to aspiring...

More about me