Judy, Judy, Judy

Thoughts of – thinking, I have to wonder ?

 

Time is slowly slipping – empty of – away.

Turning moments, lost – into hours- many a day.

 

Lost forever – only thoughts of what might be, stay

with this one, who had – once upon a time – only to pray

 

for all that he desired and desired to see

become part of what he wanted – wanted to be.

 

A cool wind of enlightenment, blows from a silent mouth.

No warm breeze will I come to know, from the south.

 

For the barrenness of silence is all that I get to hear

as I wait for a sign, a word, feelings that I fear

 

are not meant to come my way – for me to be had.

All these thoughts, questions, feelings do make me sad.

 

I should know better, no fool – they say – like an old fool.

 

B. J. “A ” 2

May 13^th 2005