While we started from the same place,

the same house, the same roof

quickly we started off on our own journeys

time is a thief

every day a step

from cradle to grave

some of our journeys have been harder than others

some have gone through quiet dark passages

some have seemed to always travel in the light

time is a thief

every day is a step

from cradle to grave

now occasionally we land in the same harbors

for a few hours, maybe a few days

At other times we send messages from different lands

time is a thief

every step is a step closer

from cradle to grave

Now sometimes we seem at times more like strangers

but sometimes we still see each other through the old light

that came in from that kitchen window

time is a thief

sooner than later the first will take that first step

from cradle to grave

© words by Daniel DeMarle 11/19/24