Time Is Poem by Wayne Falconer
Time Is
Time is friend
the arrow
fired by
the archer
and she moves
age to fast
through all
our lives
leaving only
days left
to relive
and redress
yes time
is man
the stage play
where we strut
do our thing
do our stuff
sometimes reach
up towards high
other times man
time will only
give you case
of loveless blues
and time surely is?
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4/25/2024 2:02:36 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Interesting layout for this Timely Poem. I see you have not as yet got around to comments. Perhaps the future will remedy that. Read mine - Frustrated Plans - Adeline