Reminiscing (Moments in Time)

If I had the gift of time
and could hold it in my hand
I'd stretch out the moments
of glorious bliss
rewinding, again and again.

I'd gather moments of pleasure;

each tiny remnant of joy;

I'd stop the hands

on these moments in time,

rewinding again and again.

 

But time is not meant to be captured.

I can't hold it in my hand;

can't capture a single past

moment of bliss;

can't live it over again.

 

So I will gather the treasures

as they're gifted along my way;

I will taste them, and try them

and relish their sweetness

to own them, again and again.

-Joy S. Barefoot