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Passing Time

Sticks, Sticks, Sticks

Filagree of words

Upon the sands
Beneath the
Morning sun

Erase, Erase, Erase

Begin again

Perambulating along the Path
Now wearing tales at last
Decades fast, decades slow
Passing time puts on her show

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Written 3/23/2006 DCK

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  • Sandygram silver member
    August 25

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    Great Write!!!!!

    I like this!! Your rhyme is terrific. Reminds me of my 5 brothers. They always has a stick in their hands doing something, sometimes things they shouldn't. A pleasure to read. Take care, Sandy

    • Striders Bar - silver member
      August 25
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      Thank you for your comments, compliments and applause. I do appreciate them. Hope you have a good day. I shall; you also.

  • Lonewolf2008
    August 25

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    Yes, reminds me how I used to use them as young boy in Missouri. Sticks, sticks, so many uses and always one in my hands.Lol. Thank you for the memory.

    • Striders Bar - silver member
      August 25
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      You are quite welcome. Glad you enjoyed this write. I'ld started out to say something quite different, got distracted, so this poem got quite a different ending.