Life is Decades... Years... months... weeks... days... hours... minutes... moments... then GAME OVER.
Life lies between our birth and our death. I liked your poem. Thanks.
And yet it is filled with memories between our beginning and ending for time is irrelevant. Thank you for sharing. RoseAnn
Rich in realism is this short burt significant submission!
.............wonderful....though for some life may just be minutes, hours or days ★
with great insight you have presented the passing of time. thank you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Short sweet philosophical and true We are but dust in the cosmic realm. Great poem BB