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MOMENTS
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PLANET ARET
. . . CONVERSATIONS IN POETRY . . . . CONVERSATIONS IN PROSE . . . .
...a friend is a stranger waiting to be met...
MOMENTS
August 17, 1998
give me hours.
i would be so
happy with an
hour or two
stolen like a
frightened thief
from your busy
life.
my breath caught
and held like
an unborn heart,
suspended, waiting,
pregnant with the
joy of sharing seconds
of your time
left here.
give me one
moment if that
is all you have
to spare.
and when i
die, i'll have
a smile on
my face while
i remember
holding you
tenderly, gently
in my arms
which have
ached for you
for years.
aret
so reflective of life as most live it
with schedules and time cards to punch
with deadlines and appointments to keep
with gasps of breath for love and family
or friends, should we be lucky enough to find one...
is it natural human living
to spend most of our time giving
to strangers for goods and services?
or is it natural human folly
to push away what we want most
just because we don't get as much as we want?
why don't we appreciate the few moments shared
demanding more during those few moments
seems such a waste of those few moments
so if there are only those few moments
let's make the most of them...
thanks for the inspiration :)
honest love, ric
"Short stories... that's what we live
Short Stories... just take what they will give,
Short stories... that's all it's ever been
Don't you worry 'bout the ending... before we begin"
~ Harry Chapin ~
... a friend is a stranger waiting to be met ... a friend is a stranger wanting to be met ... a friend is a stranger willing to be met ...
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