Only So Much Poem by Richard Jarboe
Only So Much
I'm not down on fantasy,
I'm glad they invented it,
To be free of boundary,
Is a gift from who sent it.
It can take you beyond your dreams,
To what ever else it seems,
And spin you about,
To whatever IT dreams.
But without self control,
Fantasy can grow cold,
Behave yourself in fantasy land,
An hourglass holds only so much sand.
Friday, May 18, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: time
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