It’ll be in a far future time.
And maybe the future, in its recollection
Will think it’s worth more than a dime.
It’ll be in a far different scene.
And maybe the present, in its sweet confection
Will awaken to words in between.
It’ll be like nothing they know
And maybe the past, in its near rejection
Will finally have somewhere to go.
Beautiful poem my friend.
I'm here at an off-hour time for me! 😶
Appreciate your friendship and support, and glad you like the poem!