It’s Time Now.

Time is at an end
Shall I turn around?
and hide my eyes…

Time is at an end
Shall I dance…
with you or without?

Time is at an end
Surely you must go
the tide is heading out to sea.

It’s time for me
to say Goodbye.

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About Isabella LeCour

She is nothing more than the collections of thoughts placed into the virtual worlds. She is a poet, a mother, a lover, many things to different people. But mostly, she is nothing but smoke and mirrors - some ethereal thing that blinks in an out of existence.
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One Response to It’s Time Now.

  1. Guitar's Cry says:

    This is an excellent little poem! The symbolic connection between life-cycle and ocean-cycle is a natural one (pun intended) that I always enjoy.

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