There is a mystic meter
to life’s moments
As they run like glints
of sand
Through Mercy’s Hand
To phantom lands
Of Done
Let’s
Linger
Longer, Darling,
Mosey slower through
This day before the
door
To Never More soft snuffs
its gold to gray
© Janet Martin
Let's...
Linger...
Longer...
Darling...
Mosey slower...
...through this day,
Before the door to Never More
soft-snuffs its gold
to gray.
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