Hours and then days turn into many years,
Years, they are all filled with snow, and sun, and sadness
Filled with rain and growth and gladness
We all run together toward what we think is true and right
In the end, all we have together, is our time
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PoetryPoems. // Hi, hello. This is a sort-of memoir/journal of unorthodox poems that I've written over the years. I started writing in 2015. Glad you're here (: Feel free to leave comments and vote or w/e. ×Mysneakz [Completed]
Tiempo - a poem about time
Hours and then days turn into many years,
Years, they are all filled with snow, and sun, and sadness
Filled with rain and growth and gladness
We all run together toward what we think is true and right
In the end, all we have together, is our time