Swing Of Time's Tides Poem by Benjamin Icon Ede
Swing Of Time's Tides
Funny is, 'the time'
Laugh her off.
How she goes affront
posing on her mirror
pictures of promises of jolly moments;
Glorious gatherings;
Adorable tomorrows:
Hasting our motion
Then tiptoe aback,
Leaving little trace of yesterday's feet;
And back gffront
With another glitter:
A wing for tomorrow;
forging our chase into shadows.
Time is cunning
Just laugh her of;
Skip not a day
For a day.
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