Time On Their Hands

The calm after the storm

The waters have stilled

Time for reflection

Time to be filled
Too much time for some

Weighing heavily on their hands

A novel thing but unwelcome

As they wish they had more plans

Time together

Dramatic and fraught

Sped by, yes,

But them it overwrought 

Yet they yearn for this time

As separated they are bereft

Unable to live apart

Unable thus to rest

The solution elusive

The outcome unknown

What to do for the best?

Best leave them alone.


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