LOST: A second attempt at a triolet. For Mindful Poetry

Filed in Gather Writing Essential by on June 9, 2009 0 Comments

 

For my son Jeremy 3/1/73 – 7/6/03

 

LOST

 

© 2009 by David Wainland

 

 

Everyone is lost to time

 

What counts is how they spent it

 

Though planets and the stars align

 

Still, everyone is lost to time

 

The life that’s gone was never mine

 

Snuffed like a candle never lit

 

Yet, everyone is lost to time

 

What counts is how they spent it

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Crafter, writer, artist, retired and I love a good glass of wine.

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