Thursday, 8 October 2009

Time

Time, the universal housekeeper,
vacuums up every moment's precious dust.
When she is done with me I shall not be timeless,
I will be out of time.

3 comments:

Vincent said...

Nice one

Harlem's A Hatin said...

That's so true, every dust particle is a memory. I've never thought of it that way!

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Flirty 30 said...

Ah Po

First time I am visiting - and I love your little rhymes!!