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FOR CRUZ •Time
Time
Time is like a winter’s breeze,
It slaps and does tease,
Some smile as it splashes by,
Some scream,
But when so many
Wink at you and me,
Its then we realize,
How time does flee,
Past you and the sea,
Then time’s gone,
Like a passer by,
Where it came from
To where it doth fly,
No one can say,
Neither Omar Khayyam
Nor the Loved of all poets,
That’s me,
A narcissistic prosaic of poetic poverty,
Kingship of rhyme
As one hopes to be
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Comments
Eduardo Cruz
Sat, 2011-04-23 15:51
Loved
thank you very much.
the secret is that in reality we do have time, if we make good uses of it.
LIFE ISN'T ABOUT WAITING FOR THE STORM TO PASS
IT'S ABOUT LEARNING HOW TO DANCE IN THE RAIN.
VIVIAN GREENE
loved
Wed, 2011-04-27 20:12
thanks
i return a fresh hello all
loved
scribbler
Sat, 2011-04-23 20:38
hello
If you need something done ask a busy man as the slothful have no time. Enjoyed the poem...........scribbler
loved
Wed, 2011-04-27 20:13
ur a busy man too
hello friend welcome rather i return
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