Eugene Mattingly


Like A Stream


Like a stream that flows
all of life passes by
and the tears of joy
and the tears of pain
shall not pass this way again

So I pause - for a moment in time
to sense the world around me
This moment - is going
and these Joys and Pains
will not pass this way again

But somewhere around the bend
New joys are waiting to be felt
and the pains - who knows when
are sure to pass this way again.

Submitted: Thursday, October 13, 2011
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