January 8, 2012
Is such a funny thing when placed in our hands
Sometimes slow, dragging past us
Sometimes fast, like water trickling through our cupped hands, with us
scrambling to catch it
Is a canvas in which we paint our lives upon
Is the very thing that keeps us together
And apart
Is inside us all
And outside any of our control
When everything else is gone there will still be

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so_joy said...
Sept. 27, 2012 at 7:56 pm
Great! I love this! Very unique and special. Good job! Please read, rate, and comment on my poems! Thanks!
Oriana B. said...
Feb. 20, 2012 at 5:24 pm
Love this poem! Absolutely amazing!! I love how you can read it and know exactly what it feels like. Beautiful!
Emily94 said...
Jan. 17, 2012 at 2:27 pm
I love it! It's something everyone can relate to in their own personal way! :) it's very good!
SummerBreeze7 replied...
Jan. 17, 2012 at 9:07 pm
Thanks! I'm really glad that you enjoyed it. I was going for something that everyone could relate to. :)
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