The Passage of Time.

 

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Today my breath is exposed

There’s a chill in my bones

I cuddle deep inside

Hiding from the winter air.

 

Soon flowers will rise

And life will spring forth

From their cold death

Sleeping no more

 

With bated breath

I await the warmth

Promised in the breeze

Of a summer’s morn

 

As days follow weeks

We fall once more again

To cherish the brightness

The colours awash and dying

 

Break not this yearly cycle

The beauty of each season

One by one they adorn the earth

And mark the passage of time

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10 thoughts on “The Passage of Time.

  1. Mark Lanesbury

    I’ll send some sunbeams too Pam, we are supposed to be getting 110F here on the weekend. I’m thinking about moving into the refrigerator 😀
    Great poem for your lovely world, youve played with the cold stuff, now for a time of warmth 😀

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