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Crying Time

Weeping aura of ever-changing time spheres that photographs: From birth until death Monday night Football Holy communions High School graduations Marriage Wars We are witnesses or an audience to the ever-changing scene in between Acts that flow from the 1st to the finality All of man and woman are players of the theater reciting from memory,the script of a new dawn or of light She(or He)without the natural foibles can easily shed a tear If Time is all it is Without creatures to feed Infants to nourish Poems yet to be written As we sleep during an 8 hour intermission what is seen but not so much as heard is the weeping from an Angel Time, they will continue to record, Moments in this sphere, either happy or simply meloncholy Crying..until the end of their watch

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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