I only wish that for the moment
I could find a time and place
Of peace; tranquility; un-disturbed.
If but for time, I have no place,
And in place lack time.
Passing by the places I see--
Full of joy
And pleasant memories--
I find that time is stretched too thin.
I can recall the times in past
When place and time were always present.
In my youth I always found
The clock to please
And land to satisfy.
What wondrous places
And endless time;
My greatest friends in life.
I had no need for other company;
All was there as I had need.
But time is lost,
And I am here.
Were I there
With time to spend,
I would not pine
For such small things.
As it is
I am content.
Copyright Kin Butler 2006