Blink of an eye

April 17, 2009
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Life as a whole is all too vast.
The sun comes up to break our fast.
Day comes day goes
Seasons change here comes snow.
Another year passes by
Screams and yells of baby’s cries
Here they are, off to work
They take the car with one big smirk
Take a step and look around
Everyone’s gone, but the grass on the ground.

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Miaoru said...
Apr. 25, 2009 at 12:54 am
I like the concept of this poem!
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