The Hands Of Time Poem by Juan Olivarez
The Hands Of Time
Rating: ★5.0
The hands of time don't stop,
They run on endlessly.
They run from bottom to the top,
Time flies before you see.
One minute you're young and strong,
And nothing fazes you.
The next minute you don't belong,
And the years around you flew.
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5/9/2024 12:26:21 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Another great one! I like that anytime I read one of your poems I can see the story...feel the emotion. This, I believe is what makes a poet, the ability to tell an entire story, and express an emotion completely with only a few elegant words.....just beautiful.