James Lee Jobe writes

Like a wrinkle in the dark, 

Or a wrinkle in time. 

More than thirty years later, 

Her smile is still the same. 

And pulling her in close, 

She still feels the same in my arms, 

And the clocks spin in reverse. 

Time backs up like a truck to a loading dock. 

The man on the forklift is ready, 

And the truck will be loaded in no time at all. 
 


--Mike Jeffries