Only Time,
Scott Merrick, April 4, 2012
I’d like to call my mother.
I’d love to call my dad.
I would love to call the little brother
whom only recently I had.
I’d love to call some dear old friends
who can’t pick up the phone--
oh god, oh god, am I not feeling
more and more alone...
I can still call my big brother
and laugh about the past,
but I’m pretty sure that option
will not indefinitely last.
When he’s gone, or I am,
that’s clearly all she wrote.
Our father used to say that
and I’m just now taking note.
So hang in there big brother
We could last 30 more years.
That’s a bucketload of laughter
and several boatloads full of tears.
But it’s not about how long we last,
it’s all about how well,
and one thing we know for certain:
Only time will tell.
Only time will tell.
