Clenching my fist
What good can it do?
Life’s transient moments
Still trickle on through
Clinging more tightly
To the one in my grip
Does not alter courses
Of the moments that slip
Ethereal river
How swiftly you run
From midnight to dawn
To the setting of sun
Wee moment, time’s penny
A miniscule lot
But put them together
And see what we’ve got
Moments of pleasure
Moments of strife
Gathered together
In a beautiful life
© Janet
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