Hands of TIME
Waiting.
Wrinkled hands place TIME
Magazine inside the box.
Waiting for our Youth.
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“JUNE 25, 2024”
LOOKING THROUGH MY BACK PAGES IS THE THEME NO SCHEME JUST SEEMS THE THING TO DO. Here it is 2015. Christmas eve. Happy Holidays to everyone and Merry Christmas and all that jazz. Have a prosperous New Year. May we be in the mood for peace and love instead of hate. May we learn to love each other as human beings. May we learn to not always be at war.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 7 days ago in Poets
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