Whisper a Picture...

 Above, proud auntie holding 'precious moments'

Cherish mere moments lest life disappears

Sealed in an ocean of soft-surging years

Siphon a stanza from time’s teeming laws

Salvage an anthem from Past’s gaping jaws

Precious, oh precious time’s most treasured gems

Measured in moments that become… poems

Whisper a picture in tincture of ink

Nature in limbo while poised on spring’s brink

Shimmer of mist flung o’er meadows at dawn

Grandpa’s firm handshake or wee babe’s big yawn

Flickers of shadow and light where July

Tickles the willow-wick tickling the sky

Tremor of moonlight on shimmer of sea

Murmur of midnight-rain pelting the lea

My, but a moment seems swift as a sigh

Yet, tempo of tick-tock can swallow the sky

So, borrow the Time to rhyme life’s common days

Into a token of worship and praise

Not over-looking the moment we hold

But humbly tasting its apple of gold

Cherishing moments lest life disappears

Into the current of days turned to years

© Janet Martin