A Poem : "Turn Around Inside Me"

“Turn Around Inside Me”

The tide it crashes

Throwing tears to the wind

The wind and it’s howling

How did this all begin?

The wonder the labor

The sands sifting time

A rotting green tomato

12 requests for a lime

So the bandages bound

Try to hold back the pain

Each day burns the labor

To try and wash out the stain

The time comes to passing

So sweet and so precious

But they all have to end

The mirror though ruthless

How it never relents

Poses peace to my eyes

In my wrinkles that set

Like the tree and its rings

That tell the tall tale

I have my own memories

And all the smiles that prevail