Contemplation Poem by Claude H Oliver II

Contemplation



Now is fickle, quickly becoming past
Past is gone, never to be except memory
Future is nows' to be, full of possibility
Yet now is eternity, always to be.

Claude H Oliver II
March 20,2016

Sunday, March 20, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: philosophical
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