Friday, July 20, 2012


If time is a moment,
Then let it pass,
Who can hang on forever?
Water through the hands,
Memory and regrets,
What more can they be?
Trails from where I've been,
Warning the road ahead of me,
A few decades flew so easily,
Empty houses on the hill,
Life and now must travel on,
Each chapter a printed page,
Sing a walking song,
For yes, time marches on.

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