Poem -

A PRETTY NIGHT ~

Time ~ is ever watchful
Circling ~ a bird of prey
While I ~ am ever scornful

A child ~ I will not play

Time ~ squawks loud a message
Pretty feathers ~ black on white
While I ~ laugh in the moonlight
The image pretty ~ pretty night

Time ~ cries out its warning
Ever hungry ~ ever near
While I ~ play on oblivious

For only fear ~ births a tear

Marion Price(2020)

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Being Me

Time is, indeed, ever hungry... And how it devours us! Another fab write Marion x

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Jill Tait

Luvit β€οΈπŸ’—β€οΈ

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