There is no time like the present
Keep one foot in the here and now
While the other dangles freely – wind beneath
One hand waves farewell to new comers
The other tips the head waiter with a smirk
Wooden nickels hold a value in this Land of Oz
Like souvenirs at a carnival – children smile
And even though this ghost ship is half empty
Like the champagne glass resting peacefully – aura of decadence
The heart cannot let go of dreams and visions
Plans left incomplete, anniversaries come and go
Keep one foot in the here and now
While the other dangles freely – wind beneath
One hand waves farewell to new comers
The other tips the head waiter with a smirk
Wooden nickels hold a value in this Land of Oz
Like souvenirs at a carnival – children smile
And even though this ghost ship is half empty
Like the champagne glass resting peacefully – aura of decadence
The heart cannot let go of dreams and visions
Plans left incomplete, anniversaries come and go
I will follow…
In time,
in bitter sweet time ~
© 2016 TrilbyYates
Trilby Yates 