New Moon Poem
By Kelly Malan
Drip, drip, drip, tick, tick, tick. Time is moving.
Always forward, never backwards, back to you.
Time always carries on- no mater what.
No matter how much it hurts the clock keeps ticking.
Sometimes slowly, other times quickly- but always forward.
Imagine being too scared to into your own future.
To wish each moment away.
But Iím holding on- keeping my heart beating- long enough to see you again.
I will keep believing in you, in me, in us and our love.
In the power that love gives us.
The power to never die, the power to never forget.
For I will find you- no matter what.
It is only a question of time.