No more time

I sit alone in this empty room
In a high-backed comfy chair -
And spend my days rocking to and fro
Because no-one else is there.

Outside the World is passing by
Unaware of this lonely flat
Where all my sorrows and my pain
Surround me where I'm sat.

But years before I was a busy wife -
Many children did I bear
Yet my selfish ways have left me here
With no-one to show they care.

Each day that passes turns to night
And then sadly slips away
And I whisper "Please forgive me!" -
"Too late!" the echoes say!!

I want to reach that clock face
And try to turn back time
So I could say "I really love you"
To each little child of mine.

But time it wants to hurry now
And rushes forward with each sigh -
It takes no time to hear my pleads
Or pause for my goodbye.

I have no time to make amends
And there's no-one left to hear
As I call out "Please forgive me!"
As my final breath draws near.

Now.......all alone in that empty room
In a high-backed comfy chair
There's no more rocking to and fro -
Just a sad and lifeless stare!


Copyright © 2003 Cora E. Barras
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