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Writing provides tangibility/merit to experiences and stretches its impact on our lives. |
| In everything we do We mark it, mark it, Pen it down, As if time can be manipulated when actions bear inked proof. If not for this, there’d be no Hesitation--no timeslines, dates, and checkmarks. (This happened when and where to whom?) A blended blur of colors, sound bites Speeding week to month to year Wrinkles, gray hair springing up Without regard to what resides within Everyone who has ever come before has moved through Life Hoping It will Slow down Just for them. (You are the special one For whom Time doth stand still.) If you're lucky, you get to sit On the sidelines for a briefly-timed Time Out, Catching one’s breath, watching others, and marking, Penning down a path for all who follow, Every mortal seeking immortality Right up to the end. |