The connection between Mother Nature and Father Time 

happened solely by a game of chance.

The iconic story that would change the course of time 

and create a void in the space that one didn’t know existed. 

An emptiness that will eventually fade 

creating memories that would last a lifetime. 

-Strike 1-

From the dawn of time, a tree symbolized the deepest blessings… 

rooted into one’s heart and forever in mind.

A seed that now was planted, a blessing not deserved, 

a gift that keeps on giving, and unconditional love.

The mother and her new-born obsession,

 a thought that never seems to stop.

Life mimicking the sound of a clock.

Tick, tock. Tick, tock.

-Strike 2-

Heartbeats are a descending series of staccato seconds.  

 Seconds turn into minutes. Hours into days: 

inevitably never stopping from turning into months –

 hopefully never making it to years of mourning.

Those years to look back and see from the beginning of time,

 that this was more than just feelings from the heart.

After all this time.

Tick, tock. Tick, tock.

-Strike 3-

Time seemed to move faster when the reel was playing. 

Coining the phrase “all the time in the world,” 

But ironically time ran out – no longer the priority.

Gazing at the watch — have we been given the gift of time? 

No, the clock broke at the strike of 8, 

after being convinced that it would last forever ∞

Oh how the timing was off. 

Tick, tock. Tick, tock.

-Strike 4-

Amazing how time flies – was it fun?

A galaxy full of stars, but no more tomorrows.

Ultimately and untimely frozen in this moment of time.

Forever wanting to flashback to a time existing as a memory.

Spare time is now non-refundable in the rearview mirror-

confined to the ill-fated grips yanking away the control.

It was only a matter of time. 

Tick, tock. Tick, tock.

-Strike 5-

Like walking through a minefield or over the shattered eggs –

step by step not knowing what comes next. 

Time is at a standstill – is this really it?

It’s like a ticking time-bomb, just waiting to go off.

One wrong move could change the course of time.

Surely the battery of effort could decide.

Time after time. 

Tick, tock. Tick, tock.

-Strike 6-

But time discovers the truth: 

Silence isn’t empty; it’s full of answers.  

It knows no laws, takes no pity – time for change.

They say “give it time” and declare time heals all.

Wishing to turn back the hands of time

Never wanting to know the feeling of time and space…

The essence now in the creation of the bucket list for the empty nest.

Killing time.

Tick, tock. Tick, tock.

-Strike 7-

Tomorrow is never promised so how much time is left?

As the granules dripped through the hourglass;

 Was it written in the sand? Was it washed away, 

never existed at all, or a dream that never came true?

Happy times, sad times, difficult times.

Maybe sometime, someday, next time.

What a time that was.

Tick, tock. Tick, tock.

-Strike 8-

Not knowing it was the last time until it was –

 feeling the force of magnetic influence – out of luck, out of time.

Love will transcend the hopes, the maybes, and the what if’s. 

As beauty fades to ashes, the colors begin to gray. 

Certainly this can’t be the end, it’s only “halfway”. 

Hopefully in time …Only time will tell. 

Tick, tock. Tick, tock,