Wisper, because time
passes so quickly.
Wisper for fear the clock strikes
one too many
The hours like sighs
rob us of our moments
the good, the bad, the indiffrernt
I try to hold you .
Like the seive holds water
Through my fingers you glisten
you glimmer, you disappear
Time, time, my elusive one
You make my life appear
like a dream I hardly dreamt
You are going, you are gone
Of all the sunsets of my days
I'll remember but a few....time so dear
So unpalpable
You are gone
Colette Anne Naegle
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2006