So They Say . . .
They say time is like a river,
It waits on no man,
It only moves ahead.
Because of you my time has slowed,
My clock is broken.
Because of you my river has run dry;
My stream is a desert.
Because of you, I wait,
My time waits on you.
My very life is paused for you,
I wait on . . .
The hours go by, I wait;
The days run along, I wait;
The weeks months and years multiply, I wait no more
The years lost become a set as the past for the future.
I wait no longer.
My life renewed,
My troubled life without you.