I wanted to share my friend’s poem with everyone. Show her some love and check her out.
My time is coming…of this much, I’m sure.
Don’t know what that means just yet but right now, in this moment, I feel as though I am a link between my past and future selves.
Inside me, cogs that had long-ago wound to a stop are beginning to turn again. With strong and steady beats my pulse gains momentum. Click, click, click… The tarnish of past indiscretions and scratches that caused pain are fading so I may see my reflection clearly; without obstruction.
My timepiece is rusty, a very true fact;
But I am prepared for my big, second act!