Everlasting Time is immortal It gives no heed to the sad, the lonely. It will pass by, happy smiles, uncaring It glides through death’s dark tunnel It seeks not the living, nor the light Time has no master, it belongs to itself It shapes new worlds, moulds new beings It cares not for dimensions, […]
via #Flights of Fancy ~ Everlasting — anita dawes and jaye marie
Thank you so much for reblogging our post, Penny. I love Anita’s poems too!
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