Time Poem by DM W

Time



O time future has no image in space.
But time past is substantial and can weigh
Us down with its plethora of sorrows.
Nevertheless, time present is still ours
To shape. For we can create a life that's
Unique; that inspires others to be.
Perhaps we will slip and allow ourselves
To be swayed by still born fantasies or
Be mired in ruins of memory.
Whatever happens next is down to us.

Friday, December 27, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: time
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