Poem for Thursday
Time
Time's a bird, which leaves its footprints
At the corners of your eyes,
Time's a jockey, racing horses,
The sun and moon across the skies.
Time's a thief, stealing your beauty,
Leaving you with tears and sighs,
But you waste time trying to catch him,
Time's a bird and Time just flies.
from The World is Sweet (Bloomsbury Children's Books 2000)
by Valerie Bloom
posted by vicci at 7:09 AM
2 Comments:
I've just discovered your blog and could spend hours here! I will definitely return.
The poem really touched something in me. I know I waste too much time!!
Love your art, and enjoyed the photos of your mom and dad. The wood cart is so perfect. I'm sure it's a treasure for you.
Hi Vicci. A very sweet contribution today. Love all the yellow.
The heat is brutal today and has been all week. I was up in Sonora for a couple hours today and met Tammy (The Daily Warrior).
I finally posted the five of hearts and I'm working on six now.
Hugs
Annie
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