Time Poem by Pen Anthony

Time



Time is of the essence they say
yet i keep getting the timing wrong
i had felt that this was right
that now i had something to write
It turns out i just have too much time
i pose with the pen then my mind goes on pause
time heals but it's still no remedy
all in good time i shall say
I am trying to rhyme
Because i got time.

Monday, October 19, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: humour
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