The Poetry of Gary W. Sherwin
Passing Time

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Sun Light Coaxing The Morning Mist to Rise Above The Dancing Water

One, two, three, four, five. Time stops .......................
At every instant for an instant time does cease to move
But then in obeyance to its appointed scheme,

As the next instant approaches, it continues on.
Pronouncing doom on the present and stalking the future
Step by step Instant by Instant

     
 

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