TIME [a poem]

I think that the last time I wrote a poem, was for a poetry contest here on ATS a few years ago! I just felt the need to yesterday, and this is what I came up with. Now...I thought there was a forum dedicated to poetry, but I couldn't find it. I hope it's okay to post this here.



TIME


“To love one another,”...we are told,
Is the key to happiness, for both young and old.

But how do we do that? What does it take?
What special formula does happiness make?

Do we show love through stalking, or buying or sex?
Maybe obsessively sending them texts.

This art of love is really quite simple,
And has nothing to do with societies temples.

It’s free, it’s within us, and easy to give,
But it’s masked by the layers of having to live.

Running to work, the TV, and computer,
All of these things have become our ruler.

The little one tugging the hem of your sleeve,
Is brushed aside constantly, until they just leave.

The machine on your lap has all your attention,
There’s no room for children to force intervention.

But they are the ones, who are helping you find,
How to laugh, how to play, how to give them your TIME.

How do you show someone that you care?
By giving yourself, and just being there!

It’s a precious commodity, and without a price,
It's the gift we should treasure the most in this life.

a reply to: westcoast

Good poem/point about being there for others ... we can lose ourselves in things and fail to see those around us ... But in the end it is those close to us that truly matter ... well said

a reply to: artistpoet

Thank you!

We had a recent tragedy were a young family was killed...reading the moms blog just made me realize how very important it is to share our precious time with loved ones. The memories are really what's left in the end.

a reply to: westcoast

As a parent, this one really struck a chord with me. Well done, I had a solitary tear rolling down my left cheek.

Right on.

a reply to: westcoast

Hello Tara,

your words all ring very true. It's very easy to get distracted by so many things that in the end, matter very little. Family, friends, those we love: it's the time with them that counts.

a reply to: westcoast

Yes ... My Father died this year on New Years day ... I would give anything to have him here now ... It brought everything back home to me ... how those close to us are our most precious gifts ... we are only here for such a short time and in the end all we have is love

originally posted by: Osiris1953
a reply to: westcoast

As a parent, this one really struck a chord with me. Well done, I had a solitary tear rolling down my left cheek.

Right on.

I should add, that perhaps the reason I am 'right on', is because I am guilty of it. I made myself a promise as I wrote this yesterday, to devote more time to my kids and family. You never know what minute might be your last. I am very thankful that I am not raising my babies in this day and age (they are both almost adults), or I may have neglected them. As it is, there weren't smart phones, I didn't have a lap top, and the one computer in the corner was a dial-up....thank God.

a reply to: westcoast

Great job!! All I can say is F&S!!!

a reply to: westcoast

Well laid out and written.
Message comes across very nicely.
Well done!
Well done Indeed!!

a reply to: westcoast
That was really great! I'm glad you wrote it and shared!
Much peace