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No word is wasted
by George MacLean Akurunwa
Sunday, June 12, 2011
Rated "PG" by the Author.
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No word is wasted
No word is wasted
by the growling, grouchy
old clock of time.
Tic, tic, tic
the clock ticks
and life
like a restless sea
rises and falls.
Tic, tic, tic
the clock ticks
and time creepy
like a shadow
silently advances
the night and the day.
Tic, tic, tic,
the clock ticks
and the flame
of life slowly
burns its oil
till the bell tolls,
and the day dims,
and we surrender all.
2010.George MacLean Akurunwa |
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| Reviewed by Paul Berube |
3/24/2013 |
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| Love this, George. |
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| Reviewed by Joyce Bell |
6/20/2011 |
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NO WORD IS WASTED AND...TIME AND TIDE WAITS FOR NO ONE. WELL DONE AND ENJOYED. THANKS FOR SHARING. LOVE, BLESSINGS & FAITH...
JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS |
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| Reviewed by Annabel Sheila |
6/13/2011 |
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And we're all heading in the same direction! Enjoyed this, George!
Anna |
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| Reviewed by Joy Hale |
6/12/2011 |
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| Beautifully done! Joy L. Hale |
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| Reviewed by Ronald Hull |
6/12/2011 |
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Time takes us all. It's creeping is undiscerned until we reach a certain time in life when either illness or age tells us that our time is now near and the creeping begins.
Ron |
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