Sitting On A Wall Poem by Paul Reed

Sitting On A Wall

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Sitting on a wall
This minute will pass
Beneath the leaves that fall
Slowly grows the grass;

This hour, this time
Will surely melt away
The stars will climb
And we will lose today;

But for a while we are here
Just sitting on a wall
The way ahead is clear
Our hopes stand proud and tall;

And this moment, this space
Belongs to you and me,
Tomorrow not even a trace
On the wild wind blowing free.

Sitting On A Wall
Tuesday, August 16, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: time
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