Unaware Of Time Passing Poem by james watkin

Unaware Of Time Passing



Unaware of Time passing
Of its impermanence
Learning not, through Joy's hold on each
Slid by minute's sky-reach
With their bubble play and ball games
Boys and girls the air fill.
Therefore what else could they be
But careless, fretless. Agree?

Wednesday, April 7, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: time,children
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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