Poetry By

Betty

Country: Georgia, USA

Time


As waters under bridges roll
to ocean deep, without a thought
We cannot keep those moments near
Which all-consuming time has bought.

The memories may linger on
to cloud our hearts, or make us glad
But the moments belong to time,
Which time already had.

BH
08-11-86
 

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