Poetry

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Each time we see each other I’m
Embarrassed to reply
How many years have passed since we
Have talked and wonder why.
O time will not remind me when
I should have used the phone;
Or when I should have driven by
And seen if you were home.
As relatives extended we
Are not each other’s core,
But I should give more effort and
Should try to know you more.
Why is it that we only meet
For marriage and for death?
Why is it that we wait until
Someone has breathed last breath?
“It was so good to see you” are
Our words each time we part;
But let’s do something diff’rent and
Begin a brand new start.
Don’t think I am too busy,
And I don’t have time for you:
Please call if you are near me, and
We’ll find something to do.
I’d like to see your children
More than twice before they’re teens;
I’d like to see your siblings
And catch up on ev’rything.
The sands of time that slip between
Our fingers can’t be caught;
The moments that have passed away
With money can’t be bought.
Let us decide from this day forth
To never fade away;
Let’s choose to see each other more
While we still have today.


Thad R. Hobson
Copyright 2013
www.hobsonshymns.com

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