Unless This Hour Is The Last Poem by Katie Smith
Unless This Hour Is The Last
Which child isn't lazy,
which artist isn't crazy;
life has almost killed me
but never stopped to amaze me.
I thought I knew it well,
basing on my pain,
like judging an exotic travel,
when taking the first train.
Don't judge a book by its cover,
nor the doings of another,
nor the future by the past,
unless this hour is the last.
Wednesday, March 10, 2021
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