A Matter of Time,
In a way to past this day in pleasure,
I guessed to calculate time by measure,
I stood in front of a door that opened,
Walked through, closed behind me, it unfolded,
When sixty seconds stood at my command,
Gave them directions and quickly disband,
***32,616,001 minutes commanded full-filled since my birth, 62 years, 5 days ago.
2019 September 08
Life Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Ironic Zink
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