Time Never Feels Quite Long Enough

When it comes to loveTime never feels quite long enough A rare everyone-home evening on the weekend;when time never feels nearly long enough Time never feels quite long enough, it often seems to meThese precious days we dearly love fly by, don’t you agreeHow beautiful and terrible the tug of heartstrings acheWhere hello soon bears farewell hugs in Loving’s give and take Time never feels quite long enough where love and laughter meldTo keepsakes in a treasure-trove of echoes fondly heldWhere sometimes, in love’s sentimental joy and sorrow-wakeWe grow reluctant to count candles on a birthday cake Where children seem to hurry so to run sweet childhood throughAnd we try not to worry oh, while growing older too Where dawn is soon dusk's blue tableau where shadow steeples sprawlAnd holding turns to letting go while smiles brim and tears fall Time never feels quite long enough in the fine companyOf ‘perfectly imperfect’ love of friends and familyWhich makes me hunger for Love’s timeless bliss still set beforeUp yonder where no parting is, in Love’s Forevermore Time always only gives and takes today, no more, no lessIts intangible ocean breaks our hearts with happinessWhile teaching us through pray-push-shove, when it comes to farewellTime never feels quite long enough for all love wants to tell © Janet Martin