Time
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Of t-i-m-e, we knoweth not
That which could stand still
Transcends us all
An opportune moment, of which to befall
A flicker of hope, desireth more
To seize, to freeze, this window frame
Pictures in the sand, ‘sandline’ recede
Rainbow brilliance, swiftly hidden from view
Precious pearls, of days brought anew
Wonderment happenings, fastening through
Peering back with merriment glance
Lost in time, of but one chance
Written by Geraldine Taylor ©
Copyright © Geraldine Taylor | Year Posted 2017
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