He came to me, ahead of his time
And I knew we faced an uphill climb.
Anything but hearty and hale,
He was tiny, wrinkled,

Ahead of His Time

He was walking, when all
Around him they were crawling.
He was speaking when the
Others were still bawling.

He

He was a man ahead of his time
A spirit untamed
A heart run wild

I met him as a child
Loved him as a woman
Bore his sons

And

He spun tales to me,
a child at his knee.
Sitting rapt with awe,
I would see what he saw;
the world so large before me,
as his

Ahead of His Time

Conceived
Growin g into being
Unplanned in the heat of passion
Forced through power uncontrolled
A child ahead