The aging of time,
each year to endear
from cradle to grave
the future unclear
The aging of time,
whose toddler matures
to crawl and then walk
—as moments endure
(Dreamsleep: April, 2022)
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Author:
Kurt Philip Behm (
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Beautiful sentiment in this poem. I can truly relate, being of the older persuasion, the passing of time can grow so sweet. Thank you for the thought of the day.
Thank you, Bella.
Dear Kurt,
āAging Timeāā¦great title as a reminder of the passing of time. Truthfully ten years ago I never thought about time as aging. As the years go by so does time; hence our time ages along with our years.
Thank you for sharing this āDreamsleepā gem.
Lauraš»
Youāre very welcome, Laura.
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