EROSION OF TIME
A year like a dream is gone in a flash,
The book of life starts on page one,
Like sweet memory`s the pages
turn today becomes yesterday`s
dream in the sunset`s of the past.
The silent door of time swings
closed for someone and opens
to a baby`s smile!
Be gloomy not for You will walk this way again
on this path of time.
THIS I KNOW .
By Wayne W. Bastin…
A Man Like ME
The trees cannot hear my voice as they
stand cold and chilled by the winter winds.
My cry,s go unheard,Forgotten hopes and
wish's lost in the space of time.
A million flakes of snow like white blossoms
fall from the clouds.
I feel no pain as I close my eyes.
A place far far away is waiting for a man
I am but a memory now!
By Wayne W. Bastin