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Blink of your eyes
Time is but a fleeting thought.
More is always sought.
Never can be bought.
A moment in time.
No everlasting rhyme.
Blink of your eyes.
The darkening skies.
......It flies....
You're young then old.
I'm sure you've been told.
Time is a precious gift.
Give others a lift
Learn to fly
.....Don't know why.....
Time is irrelevant, so I'm told.
But, may I be bold.
It's not to those that are alive.
Who thrive.
Who lives and dies
Laughs and cries
In that blink of your eyes.....
Copyright ©
William P. Harris
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