Bobby O

HASTEN

HASTEN
Hasten from above and bless this yearning that is mine 
bless forever and lock tight my grasp those voices I recall 
those of image describing all
Turning to smile after tears from childlike fall 
Burning of desperate measure that  treasure that escapes like mist
If forgotten do I exist ?
Fear my mothers moments stay and never fade 
Fear her light darkens toward forever shade
Bless my memory vault eternal 
Hasten