Somewhere in Time

Somewhere in time,

you my dearest friend and I,

thought that we could share –

a love so true and rare.

For you and me,

friendship has taken us,

through many years

and always we have cared.

What more we might be searching for,

might change what we are –

to one another my dear.

Somewhere in time,

we thought we felt,

the smoldering embers,

of love drawing us close.

But as time goes on,

hand in hand you and I,

kisses really have no passion –

we’re searching for a lost dream.

Always together,

through thick and thin.

Together like friends,

never you without me.

Nothing should change what is,

for you and I –

have the strong bonds of a friendship so rare.

I begin a song

and you finish it,

then we sing together –

even dancing in the rain.

You might not agree with me,

then so it must be,

but we still reach out for one another,

together burning bridges behind us,

knowing that if we must turn back some day –

together we can do it all, come what may.

So let us be what we are,

not look for something more,

take my hand,

let us continue on our way,

be there for each other –

always like old friends do.

So that we don’t lose what we already have,

put away the dreams of love,

the love we share as friends is enough,

otherwise we could lose what is so dear –

somewhere in time.


For more works by this author see Rasma Raisters on The Creative Exiles.

Rasma also writes lovely poems on HubPages under the pen name of Gypsy Rose Lee. You can read more of her works at Rasma on HubPages.

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Rasma Raisters

I am a poet and writer. I write for many different sites online. I have two published books of poems on Amazon - Poetic Thoughts Fly and On the Wings of Love.

10 thoughts on “Somewhere in Time

  • June 3, 2022 at 2:31 AM

    Such beautiful and loving words describing a wonderful and timeless bond. Well done, Rasma. this was a joy to read.

    • June 3, 2022 at 11:31 AM

      Thank you, John. This was inspired by a very dear friend who always said we would grow old together and remember unfortunately life was not kind to him and he took his own life years ago. Miss him still.

    • June 17, 2022 at 12:30 PM

      Thank you, Phyllis. It was about a very dear friend I had for many years who died after taking his own life. Still miss him lots.

  • June 27, 2022 at 8:17 AM

    Wonderful poetry, Rasma. You have a gift of finding just the right words and phrases, often innovative in describing what you want to say.
    This is sad, yet deeply optimistic, holding on as friends to make sure that friendship isn’t spoiled. I’m sorry to read that your particular friend went before his time.
    Well done – a compelling and uplifting read.

  • June 27, 2022 at 3:15 PM

    You use beautiful word imagery so well. It resonates clearly with each line. Enjoyed reading this one!


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