Trickery Poem by Morning Wolfe

Trickery



Time is passing again.
I saw it just the other day.
Running late, only glancing in the mirror
arguing with the woman facing me.
Refusing to listen, she went on about her day
only stopping briefly to remember who she was.

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H K 22 August 2008

touching words....thanks for sharing

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