An Elegy

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The precious moments pass away, Day follows night, Night follows day, Year follows year, Soon youth and prime are past and gone! Soon age and death come stealing on.. We disappear. •••• Old ages go, new ages come, But steadily time pendulum, Wags, wags away, It never has been knwn to stop, This time piece needs no winding up, Nor goes astray.

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Rays Chinonyerem Chinwendu

Fri 5th Jul 2019 04:02

Hazel Ettridge.. thank you for accessing my poem..
~RAYS

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Martin Elder

Sun 17th Jun 2018 20:37

Wonderfully put Rays. I am sorry I haven't joined you on facebook, but I am not on facebook

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Hazel ettridge

Sat 16th Jun 2018 18:59

That says it all. We may as well just enjoy those passing moments while we can.

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