Ticking Time Poem by PHIL WINTER

Ticking Time



Time moves with the ticking of the clock
Fulfilling destiny
Never turning back!
Friendships once shared
End with the marching of time.
Dreams once dreamt
Shatter with the passing of time.
Only fragments of joy and pain
Classified and stored as memoris remain!
But they too would fade away
When our earthly frame dissolves
In the dust of ticking time.

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PHIL WINTER

PHIL WINTER

Berbice Guyana South America
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