I sat and watched clouds gathering
taking on familiar faces
I was taken back to yesterday
when as children playing together
running on the beach gathering
shells for our collections
building castles in the sand
teasing each other about tomorrow
how quickly time passes.
a very nostalgic romantic poem..with a distinctive style of narration with beautiful technique..love it
a memorable poem on childhood memories, naturally felt, naturally presented! ! !
We must all make good use of the time that we have. Every moment should be spent with something memorable. For time waits for no man. I invite you to read Time is Short. A good write.
Time does pass quickly but only in retrospect as on the way through it goes slow, like a snail sometimes. These days it does me good to just sit quietly and let a minute pass and remember how long a minute really is as life rushes by. Time is a strange conception, man made to work out when to get up, when to travel, when to work......I'm putting it in room 101: o)))))) Ruth who hopes time won't notice her age ;)
Bursting with the beauty and brevity of life!
Well done poet.wonderfully created a beautiful poem.
Nostalgic. And appropo imagery: the sand, the ephemeral drifting clouds bringing back glimpses of the past. And the fleeting element of time. Thanks.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Time and tide waits for none...Well said..