Passage Poem by David Whalen

Passage



It was crystal clear
At first

Then developed a haze
With the passage of time

Things remembered … clearly before
Now recalled quite differently

Time itself changing
Tilting forward…leaning back

Smokey film draped
Upon time silvered webs

Time weathered memories
…Slowly fading…

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David Whalen

David Whalen

Covington Kentucky
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