LIFETIMES

LIFETIMES

Lifetimes, strife-times, husband and wife times,
Knife in the back times.

Is it on the itinerary, to have an early coronary?
What will the future hold to the mimes of a work-a-day world?

Bare times, spare times,
Wishing you were there times.

Is it written in the skies or covered by the screeching cries?
What will tomorrow bring, to mimes engulfed in loss?

Spit out your dreams if they leave a bitter taste.
The plain white cross above your tomb
Binds your life before you leave the womb.

Throw away the agony, if you want to live to ninety-three.
Perhaps it would be best
If you lived your life with me and I with you.

Lifetimes, strife-times, husband and wife times.
We race to the finish, and the hourglass is overturned.

-Bruce Potts
Copyright 1983
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