A Book of Time
What a wonder...Time.
It moves at will
and shocks us when
it's standing still.
Each day
Happy or sad
Good or bad
Layers the pages
Of memories had.
As you near the end
and lessons one by one
Make sense
And now it's fun
To flip the pages
Like a mischievous elf
and laugh at self.
Oh Book of Time
Thank you for all the days
The weeks, the years
In gratitude
I shed loves tears.
Kesti©November 2008
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