Of Progressions

 

A glance that began

A smile that helped

And a wee, token word

Yet now we stand here

Deep in our travels from 

Whence the journey spurred

 

Time is the judging quicksand

 

Comfort zones redefined

And warm fuzzies stay

Why look at adventures

When mundane looks safer? 

Daily chats of groceries

Daycare and pencils

Replace songs and stories

Painting shades of candor

 

Time is the judging quicksand

 

I stand at the end 

Of a warping driveway

Watch the story evolve

Questions loom

Tell me someone

Will it all dissolve?

 

Time is the judging quicksand