Time is precious throughout the night, moments slipping
by silently in the darkness as we sleep, or as in my
case as I write.
Marking time as I begin and end each poem, showing how
much time is spent in writing each one for thoughts are
never-ending.
Flowing incessantly, giving thoughts energy, placing
them into intellect through poetry, hoping they will
open and blossom in other’s minds.
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