Hands Of Time Poem by Dorsey Baker

Hands Of Time



Youth don't seem
to last long enough
so quickly
it passes before our eyes
To make it stay is
beyond our power
It leaves us like a heavy rain
but it comes
like a beautiful morning shower
We try to fool ourselves
into thinking
that we can make it stay
but time
will reach out its hand
and take it all away!

Monday, November 27, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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