March 7th
Snow lay hard and crunching on the ground,
brilliant white blinding reflections of the sun
and daylight savings time marks and says
let's spring ahead
like that will make all the difference.
Time is time spent in minutes, hours
the days and weeks stretching ever forward
regretting the loss of things and experiences past
never to be repeated
but clinging tightly to the present.
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