As I look back now,
Everything seems to be
Draining; Slipping away
From me.
The sand in my hour glass of life
Seems to be speeding up.
I wonder:
How much time do I have left? In so little time, my moods change- changing
every moment. I have fallen deep in a loving relationship, which contains
pure mystery.

I have fallin in love over and over
Everyday I fall again in love.
Every word they speak holds so much.

Have I gained all that there is to be gained? Have I lost all the things
that could possibly be lost?

One day when I am a grizzled old women, sitting on my rocking chair, rocking
on my porch of my ranch. Watching the horses graze through the feild.
The wind blowing through the tall grasses. I w3ill see my lover at my side.
Their eyes closed gently, the wind sweeping through their hair. Their hand
on mine, the old wedding ring still glistening in the warm summer's
light.

By then I will not think of time.
I will think of my children and their children playing in the Creek.

Just like I did when time mattered.
 
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