Two

Lifes real test.

Two

 

A towering force, admired and loved,

This light she fades away.

 

Shes fights the demons of an evil age,

But heaven it calls her name.

 

No secrets here as she cries a painful embrace,

There is no smile this time.

 

Between them always tea and chatter,

Not this way, not by bottle.

 

Old eyes, weak eyes, beautiful eyes,

Time has passed, roles reversed.

 

Young has become old and the old has become young,

Time is an undignified monster.

 

You are no longer the sheltered bluebell under a great oak,

Time to be strong little flower.

 

 

Author's Note

Yesterday was a hard day, harder still for Barbara Olive Lorna Crook.

Reviews

[Raja]

'No secrets here as she cries a painful embrace,'

What a nice line!! What a fine expression! I envy you for writing such a great line, short and comprehensive in its say, yet powerful and ubiquitous in the effect.

Again, the following line says a nice truth:

'Young has become old and the old has become young,'

Great Job! Thank you for writing such a good poem.

Regards

Raja

[Vanessa]

It sounded like it may have been inspired by somehting from the classics. And the solemn outlook was not only that; I felt a sense of hope. The line 'Time to be strong little flower' was a perfect analogy for this.
Anyway, this is good, very good. And I think that the writer's intentions are almost captured in the words.... your words.

--Vanessa Alyse

[Zane Mathias]

Great job... this poem has a sad yet inserpational feel to it. Great write dear. is some going through a rough time.