Monday, July 03, 2006

Tempus Fugit

Was it only yesterday
I ran to you
And you kissed my
cares away
Was it only yesterday
that all my problems
could be corrected with
the tool of a single embrace

You were so capable so
strong
Was it only yesterday when
I was young
Then a mother's kiss was
able to right all wrongs

written by Pauline June, 2002 (c)

1 comment:

Charlene Amsden said...

If the healing power of love could be bottled and sold that would truly be a wonder drug.

Beautiful poem, Pauline. Happy 4th of July.