One Hour Poem by Randy McClave

One Hour



Some says it happens in just one hour
The hatching of an egg and the blooming of a flower,
That moment is savored, and always flavored,
But, many will not ever find that one hour.

Many will find love in just one hour
Even though being married a lifetime has turned sour,
They will remember the waste, and the taste,
By always remembering, that one hour.

Life can occur in just one hour
Two people can meet or the arrival at a baby shower,
They will always remember that page, with their age,
Then they will celebrate, that one hour.

Adventures are created in just one hour
While the bells chime goodbye in the church's tower,
Tears are shed, for the adventures not done or read,
Life ends, in just one hour.

Randy L.McClave

Sunday, March 12, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: adventure,death,living,memory
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Ashland, Kentucky
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