Giacometti
TIME AND AGAIN
All the quiet hours
Have slipped away,
The laughing and the weeping
Whirled into nothingness,
But love remains,
Burning with the desire
To create a new reality.
We can change nothing that has gone,
Yet as unblemished time
Stretches out before us,
We are impatient,
Longing to tumble down
Those promised days.
Hold the hours together,
Holding on for each other,
Bringing hope,
Bringing love that changes everything.
©2018 Gwen Grant
Poems by Gwen Grant 