Watching Time Drift Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Watching Time Drift



Resting in the lull of an early morning, watching time
drift past.

Knowing it is taking today's memories with it to be
tucked into this mind.

Doing it carefully, so that one day in the future, they
will all be remembered.

Tasting the fruits of our lives, placing them into
treasure chests for the rest of time.

Thursday, March 5, 2015
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