Our Time

Our Time

A Poem by DanielScanlon
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My therapist is a good guy and I value what I took away from our sessions. Enjoy retirement Hugh. Thank you, my friend.

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Our Time    July2017

Our time is up, impressions cast

The time itself went by so fast

Lessons learn, in our sessions past

Chronicled, I pray they last.

 

We spoke of life and how tragic it is

How one such as I, can be sadly missed

In a fast moving system, one such as this

A life dismissed, cast into an abyss

 

Yet, the lessons taught were not in vain

You taught me well, in how to remain

True to myself, apart from inane

More than myself, above disdain

 

So, our time is up, how did we do

Together I think we both knew

Amidst a crowd of many, but only a few

But sadly, our time now is through.

 

-Daniel Scanlon                        

  Author

© 2017 DanielScanlon


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Lakewood , WA



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