Time
Time
the inscutable
transient host
Divider of hearts
Provider of dreams
clothes our desires
in a mantle of silk
where memories languish
like heart-shaped lockets
falling open
at a cherished whim
Partly shown
partly concealed
they appeal
to those who envy youth
while pledging wisdom
Nothing ventured
nothing gained
and
nothing
but echoing time
remains
Copyright © Greta Robinson | Year Posted 2005
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