Fay Slimm.

No Time.

 

 

No Time......

 

As each ebbing tide seaward out-pours
to leave its remembrance
on sand\'s empty spaces,
as the breakers slip back to clasp shores
before again parting
my thoughts turn to gone embraces.

 

As life\'s rollers drag me, heedlessly
back thru\' tears unforeseen
to where no dry eye dwells,
on-moving tides bring me no release
from mournful regret 
for we had no time for any farewells.