Time stands still,
and it flashes by.
One minutes takes forever;
another is gone in a second.
Time is illusive.
All we really have
is right here
right now.
Am I making
the most of it?
-akw-
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*This poem is included in the book — The Owl in the Concrete Tree: A Poetry Collection — click HERE more more details, to buy the book, or to download a free PDF excerpt.
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