The stone is set;
My die has been cast
What the future brings;
Will slide into the past
No amount of want;
Can ever make it stay
It will fade into the memories;
Of just another day
The stone is set;
My die has been cast
What the future brings;
Will slide into the past
No amount of want;
Can ever make it stay
It will fade into the memories;
Of just another day
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Lovely poem Jerry,
Tomorrow is today!s yesterday and today yesterday”s tomorrow.
Time is a flow…….too rapid at times. 😊
miriam
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Thank you.
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Yes. So true, Jerry.
Reminds me we must be making good memories and working to leave a good legacy (of love, good deeds, kindness, joy, etc.) every day we are alive.
(((HUGS)))
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As always, I appreciate your wise words.
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I really enjoy your poems.
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Thank you for dropping in and commenting. I am pleased you like my simple words and appreciate your kindness.
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Thank you for sharing them.
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I absolutely love this! It’s like a single stroke of a brush… and yet, it speaks volumes.
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Thanks. I am grateful that you like it. I appreciate you stopping by.
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