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9/16/2026 for Leaves of Life Poetry Contest sponsored by Hiya Sharma

Eyes of Time

Eyes of Time, do you get tired
in the heavens high above 
as you see the world play out
with all its hate and love?

Yes, I am the Eyes of Time,
and of love, I never tire. 
There are many ways to love, 
from kindness to desire. 

I watch with sweet pleasure 
when a young man takes a wife,
and soon there is a baby,
and I thrill at newborn life.

Yet, when I watch men fight wars,
and see them clash and die,
(both sides, virtuous and right) 
these Eyes of Time must cry.
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