An elderly couple came to the offices of The Somerville News and asked that we publish the following poem. They felt they had been somewhat forgotten by their children, and that many of their elderly friends felt the same thing about their children. The poem is a message to these children, one expressing a need for recognition and love – before it is too late.
The Time is Now
If you are ever going to love me,
Love me now, while I can know
The sweet and tender feelings
Which from true affections flow.
Love me now.
Do not wait until I’m gone
And then have it Chiseled in marble,
Sweet words on ice cold stone.
If you have tender thoughts of me
Please tell me now.
If you wait until I am sleeping
Never to awaken,
There will be death between us
And I won’t hear you then.
So, if you love me, even a little bit,
Let me know it while I am living
So I can treasure it.