Over Time
Time
It’s no surprise
to think of all
and wonder what
of love and sorrow.
Friendships fade
by passage of time
through the air
once my presence
becomes more liability than benefit.
Growing old
means I see
people plain
truth so dear
mistakes of youth
distant memories.
What can I give
nothing much
those who stay
accept me whole
fail to expect more than I am.
Users and abusers
fall by the way
confidence and security
of those held close
certain to continue
to the end.
Fickle hearts
selfish souls
dropped out of sight
shorten time
makes every day count.
Life is grand
without the weight
special moments
fill all my days.