Time Is An Eternal Book
Time Is An Eternal Book
Time is an eternal book with covers so worn
it embraces us even before we are born.
Pages may be long and very deeply stained
sadly in this life so much is unexplained!
There are pictures of our infamous deeds
proof of our fruits and barbaric seeds.
Times we refuse to help, those in dire need
They were bountiful crops, we were the weed!
Yet recorded also our moments of victories
times we gave of ourselves and loved others.
Life recorded complete with its mysteries
how nothing beats, sweet love of our mothers!
Near the end we may see that spilt ink is bad
Find it too late and our future so sad!
Robert J. Lindley, 07-23-2015
Note- A Sonnet , a Message and a Truth..
edit- "spilt" is spelled in its common usage and form not a spelling error by the author( *spilled).
Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2015
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