Saturday, November 16, 2019

TIME, a poem



          What do people do
          with their unused time
          not eaten by work
          leaden or sublime

          Some strive to be creative
          Most merely spend or enjoy
          insignificant pursuits
          consuming their precious days
         
          Whatever the endeavor
          Time’s sands certainly swallow
          all but rare celebrations
          of somebodies and some bards

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