34
For today learn together
Tomorrow you may have
Neither
You!
You think you have given
your children everything,
They have today
But not tomorrow.
What of tomorrow?
35
The light which comes through
under your door,
Will run the whole length
in your every tour.
"What! You are up?" asks
the night.
"The hour is all too late?"
says the bell that rings.
"I ring to tell you, you'll
never ring again."
36
I have no time
To think of this.
For the next witness
Is already sworn.
My life was my burden
Not my gift.
When there is strife
There is decay.
YOU ARE READING
Meditations
PoetryOriginally a long page of free verses written by my father, I broke this down into chapters of three verses each and posted them up here. These were posted on FictionPress first.
