At all times I am yours,
for all time you are mines.
The potent glue that seals us;
we are bound by time.
Lost in the moments, the seconds fly by,
but the memories that exist
are endless, if only in our minds.
Husbands chained to their wives
gladly awaiting death to depart.
Parents attached to their children,
invisible strings tug at their hearts.
But our love is not held
together by vows or by blood.
We are linked by the minutes,
secure in the hours and
joined through the years
that time has allowed us.
Lena Williamson
Poem from Look in the Mirror Poetry Collection
Lena Land Books
http://lenalandbooks.intuitwebsites.com
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