Time

You are always in my dreams.
Your face is always there it seems.
I can’t stop thinking of you.
Why? I have no clue.
Who can lead me to you?
I have no way of reaching you..
How long will I dream of you?
Time, please give me a certain due.

Written by Dr. Winston L. Soldevilla



Poetry by Jose Winston Soldevilla
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Written on 2022-01-01 at 15:38

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