1996 poem (Remove filter)
NEARLY THERE
NEARLY THERE
In less than an hour it will be 1997.
In this short time do you remember?
Do you shrug off the past to make way for the future
or do you hold on to the dying year
seeing every minute disappear before your eyes?
On this, the last day we have been covered by snow
and frozen by the cold as the old God Cronus turns
his hour glass over for another year.
He c...
Wednesday 26th February 2014 5:41 pm
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