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Thoughts in a Day
The wind whistles as it beats against the
trees
Listen, look up, and fall to your knees
Like holding the sun in the palm of your
hand
Time slips away like the hourglasses'
sand
Never expect more than you should
For life turns around and you never know
what could
Strike at convienence, for it's funny that
way
When darkness shadows where the light use
to lay
Take each moment as it passes by
The next may be last, and eyes aren't ment to
cry
I love the way you presented this poem, very unique. It was a very interesting read that seemed to have a lot of hearfelt emotion in it. Keep up the good work, and e-mail me if you're interested in joining a poetry group I'll be starting up pretty soon here:)
Christina Veala Posted on: 6-7-2002
The presentation of this is interesting. Well written.