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Numbered Days

Fog thick as thieves reduces sight Misty drops drip from eaves All's quiet in nature's realm How my heart slowly bleeds Time seems to be swiftly ending Days are numbered 'pon wall See the calendar's pages move_ Xes seem to voice sqall

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Cherl Dunn

Date: 1/8/2014 6:52:00 PM

nice work i enjoyed the read my friend,and thanks for the congrads on my christmas poem. cheri

Mark Peterson

Date: 12/16/2013 9:07:00 AM

I notice that the weeks pass like days; that college kids look like high school kids; and that the number of features to be mastered in technology simply boggles my mind into non-participation. Further to time, however, Woodie Allen said that eternity was a very long time--especially towards the end. I enjoyed this clever poem of yours.

Richard Lamoureux

Date: 12/16/2013 4:53:00 AM

I hope the days you have counted have been filled with many blessings.

Jack Horne

Date: 12/14/2013 4:55:00 PM

moving and thought-provoking, my friend

Vesna Kovrlija

Date: 12/12/2013 9:07:00 AM

So touching and so true!

Joseph Sergi

Date: 12/11/2013 5:45:00 PM

"Time seems to be swiftly ending" Great line Sara moving poem

Eileen Manassian

Date: 12/11/2013 5:34:00 PM

"Teach us to number our days so that we may gain a heart of wisdom!" Sara, this is a lovely write in a very sad way. Every day we live is written in His book before one ever came to be. Thinking of you!!! HUGS

Vincent Flannery

Date: 12/11/2013 2:38:00 PM

So well written Sara I can sense every line. Enjoy your work so much.

Nette Onclaud

Date: 12/11/2013 4:01:00 AM

how sentimental this is, sara... i look at the calendar and we are on the ast page.. beautiful!.. huggs

Poet Destroyer A

Date: 12/10/2013 8:09:00 PM

Hi, Sara i miss reading your poetry... wow! It's nice coming back. and yes how time goes by gast... sending hugs.. Linda

Shadow Hamilton

Date: 12/10/2013 4:52:00 PM

nice flow Sara enjoyed this very much Shadow x smile hug

Ken Carroll

Date: 12/10/2013 3:45:00 PM

Hi Sara, An awesome short write..Time does fly by often, does it not? Ken

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 12/10/2013 9:21:00 AM

sad one, Sara. maybe for things happening in your life. It makes us write this way!!

Russell Sivey

Date: 12/10/2013 5:56:00 AM

This is a very powerful write my friend, and knowing what I know about you it shows a bit of desperation, a sadness within it! You are quite depressed when you wrote this poem Sara, and I can understand it, life doesn't always bring you joy and happiness, it brings other emotions too, including negative ones! But I'm glad to see you expressing yourself and letting out some of that raw emotion that you have been feeling! Still thinking about you, and praying for you! Great Work!!

Gautami Phookan

Date: 12/9/2013 11:38:00 PM

Just dropping by to say hello ! This is deeply moving, I'm lost in thought as I read these lines. But at the same time I love the image of -misty drops dripping from eaves... Beautiful nature! That would give me comfort that I'm near to God and He loves me. and I love you Sara, gautami

Ralph Sergi

Date: 12/9/2013 7:50:00 PM

an appealing and cogent poem. How Time doth flee. I can't believe I'm in the second decade of the 21st century. Love your poem, Sara.

Kelly Deschler

Date: 12/9/2013 7:25:00 PM

A deeply emotional poem, and very thought provoking. When we are younger we don't give much thought to time passing. Although, we probably should be more aware of it. I enjoyed reading this one tonight. Very nicely done, Sara! I hope you are well.

Donna Jones

Date: 12/9/2013 4:20:00 PM

The calendar pages are moving that's for sure--in a few days...a whole new calendar! Enjoyed your wonderful poem Sara ..hope all is well

Joe Maverick

Date: 12/9/2013 3:52:00 PM

When i read this i thought of Nebuchanezzer and the hand that wrote about his an his countrys downfall Sara; so do not be sad, we are not like him, but we are blessed by him who blessed Abraham, and His blessing endures forever.' Take care Joe..)