We all agree, my friends and me,
That time is not what it used to be.
Like a ferris wheel or the London eye
Up to summer it rides
And down to winter it slides.
If a week lasts as long as a day
Then a year is just short of two months
And the rest of time has just blown away
Like fallen leaves on a windy day.
©Denise G Allen, 10 February 2013 10:37
About adeeyoyoI am a middle-aged South African woman, living in Johannesburg. I began writing poetry towards the end of May 2010. I love animals – sometimes more than people!
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