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Time
Contributed by
JakerBaker88
on
Thursday, 28th January 2010 @ 10:34:09 PM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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Time moves swiftly,
Like grains of sand through my hands;
I cannot catch it, nor can I contain it---
All I can do is watch it fall away.
Glimpses of life already lived,
Of days spent in perpetual motion,
Of hours spent thinking of you,
Of time irretrievable from Death itself----
For he collects youth, beauty, and wild ill gotten dreams---
Like love-lost-then reclaimed.
Time.
It moves swiftly.
Like a leaf on the wind, it is careless;
Almost in arms length, but never caught---
Always lost.
How do we equate Time?
Even as I grow old
I cannot find its rhyme or reason.
She moves swiftly enough,
Like sand through our hands---
Yet, we cannot keep pace with her dancing;
For her movements are ever changing----
All we can do is appreciate the music,
Then watch it (and ourselves) fall away.
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JakerBaker88
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2010-01-28 22:34:09]
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Re: Time
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by Fuzzy on
Friday, 29th January 2010 @ 12:04:03 PM AEST
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very well written, yes time something we can't stop.
Take care
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