Time 2
I find the time to stand and stare.
At kestrels hanging in the air.
At clouds blowing in the breeze.
At smallest flowers and tallest trees.
At cows and sheep put out to graze.
At gloomy fog or golden haze.
At rivers rushing to the sea,
pounding over rocks and scree
The wildest wind the calmest day,
a night when stars are blown away
To gaze into my loved ones eyes,
as blue as perfect summer skies.
On my grave, no matter where,
she had the time to stand and stare.
Jeanette Mckee
At kestrels hanging in the air.
At clouds blowing in the breeze.
At smallest flowers and tallest trees.
At cows and sheep put out to graze.
At gloomy fog or golden haze.
At rivers rushing to the sea,
pounding over rocks and scree
The wildest wind the calmest day,
a night when stars are blown away
To gaze into my loved ones eyes,
as blue as perfect summer skies.
On my grave, no matter where,
she had the time to stand and stare.
Jeanette Mckee
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