11.04.08

In Time

Posted in Poetry, Thoughts and Reflections at 11:11 pm by admin

A Pantoum – of sorts

In Time
for Madelyn
by O.P.W. Fredericks

For the times they are a-changin’.
–Bob Dylan

When the last has stood to gentle time
and when gentle winds soothe tired bone,
In that comfort hour I’ll know it’s mine,
In that comfort hour my life I’ll own.

For the times they are a-changin’.

And when gentle winds soothe tired bone
I’ll have given all to one in love.
In that comfort hour my life I’ll own.
In that comfort hour I’ll shine above.

For the times they are a-changin’.

I’ll have given all to one in love.
By example I have lived my life.
In that comfort hour I’ll shine above
In that comfort hour there’s no more strife.

For the times they are a-changin’.

By example I have lived my life,
in that comfort hour I’ll know it’s mine.
In that comfort hour there’s no more strife
when the last has stood to gentle time.

For the times they are a-changin’.

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