BEFORE THE YEARS HAVE FLOWN

BEFORE THE YEARS HAVE FLOWN
(FOR ANN )

I want to get to know you, adopt you as my own,
Feel friendship warm and tender before the years have flown.

To lose my fear when I’m around you,
To speak the thoughts that cross my mind,
To feel the weight of the past few years
Dissolve into the sands of time.

I want to get to know you, your irreverence and your wit,
A second mother in my lifetime, real and heaven-sent.

I want to know the dreams you’ve carried,
Bright across the drifting sand,

The bright parade of choices made,
Hurdled clear across the land.

I want to feel your gentle mercy,
Echoing through my darkest night.

Your watchful eye that ever glistens,
Burning in the skies so bright.

I want to get to know you, your present and your past,
Your hopes for all your grandchildren, the well in which they’re cast.

To make sense of your choices, to see how bright they shine,
Radiant displays of you, the simple and divine.

To see you in my lover fair and all his sweet array
Of attributes that glimmer bright, like candles on a cloudy day.

I want to get to know you, adopt you as my own,
Feel friendship warm and tender before the years have flown.

-BRUCE POTTS
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