Things Neglected
Once an ever waking thought
Once an every day pursuit
And then the day arrived
Where it was passed by
Maybe for just an instant
But it’s worth diminished in that moment
And in time it fell into the common ground
Of those things neglected.
One day the most valued thing of all
In time just a faded memory
Life becomes like a carousel
Riding a different colored horse each day
The most important thing
Loses it’s hold on us
And we ponder why it held us so
And now is forever in the realm
Of those things neglected.
They were closer than anyone
They shared moments that no one else knew
It was sure to last forever
It had to be true
But time and distance came
And life changed before our eyes
Now they are just a faded memory in our lives
Not that they weren’t important
It was great we both were there
Once in a while we remember
Once in a while we share
Those things neglected.
Life is a collection of things you don’t possess
It moves so fast
And the new page is always different
And the old scenes are special
But the paper is faded
And sometimes we stumble across that path
And for a moment we are there again
But the visit is short
Because new things are knocking
And we must move on
Until we arrive at the place
And accept it is gone
At the end we look back
And realize the loss
Of those things neglected.
SPF—Stephen Funderburk
Copyright April 2007