Time, the Passing

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Basically just about time

There is no wind
That has not thrown my hair
Nor any tree
That will hold it's air

There is no lake
In which I have not swam
For there is no man
Who shall raise forth my dam

There is no ground
For which I have not ran
Using the sweet blossoms
As my graceful fan

There is no Earth
I have not owned
Nor any star
I have not thrown


Submitted: March 06, 2012

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Miss Trevize

"Nor any star I have not thrown." Love it!

Haha, this is such a good poem, and one I can understand.

It won't make sense, but whenever I think about the passage of time, I think of...oh never mind.

Good job!

Thu, March 8th, 2012 3:05am

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Haha thank you :D

Fri, March 9th, 2012 9:00am

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