AS TIME GOES BY

As we age

there is no longer sincerity between us

little honesty.

The happiness

perhaps

is gone.

There is no truth left

to warm our love

or maintain our beliefs

or keep us whole.

There is little to maintain our past

our strength

our union.

There is no love left to be lost

between us.

Our history is history.

There is nothing anymore of the us of old

so perhaps it's time

for us to finally start fresh.