Poem -
Time
Clocks ticking,
Time telling how much we have left of this grace
Minutes humming
He's yelling; he'll love me always.
Hours gone, you've left
And I've gone astray.
There's a rift in my heart,
Hollowing throughout my soul
Since you left without me that day.
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Comments
Beautiful. Five Stars!
Michael O’Boyle