Mar 13, 2021
The River Of Time
We enter,
childlike angels timid footsteps
washed away without malice.
Tis only to make room for the others that come after us.
The current is soft, playfully pushing us further into the current.
The time of childhood, some waters more darker then others
with the memories.
We age, form into the adults we never dreamed we would be.
The water is faster now, deeper.
We float along , forgetting how to get back to the shores.
Sometimes, we can look back,
See ourselves trying to catch up.
On we float, grasping at items to keep us afloat.
Afraid of what lies at the end of the river.
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