Time Poem by Max Catterwell

Time

Rating: 4.0

The lost willows and osiers, were once
A shady home for dragonflies.
Now, the emptiness is palpable.
As it always does, time has passed,
Change has happened, and will again.
The thrumming fall of the Snipe
Awakes me from my reverie.

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Bonfas Odhiambo 22 September 2023

Awsome article..I truly loved it.

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