Time Was

Time was time was less important to me

It seemed to stretch out slow and endlessly

Affirming my dreams as distantly true

A glorious bird soared to deep distance

A heart ticked on its near to truest course

A smile so lingering on lips so close

I taste them although it is long since then

So noticeably unmoved I’m moved now

Quick time has taken on new meaning now

A clock somewhere is ticking down the fall

Into an age of frost and sleeting ice

Ironic though that seems to me now days

Snowfall will come to me in Hawaiʻi

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