Sometimes I still write in a journal. And every now and then that entry takes shape as a poem.
Here is one such poem written on July 11, 2014.
Life, Time & other Non-Renewable Resources
No ticking clocks
change the passage of time
Not one whit
roll into hours
Carefully spend them
they can’t be regained.
Soon hours are days
until years of time
sucked down the drain of
reveal a life
past its prime
still waiting for a dream
Regretting the conservation of time
In this non-renewable
resource know as
What are some other non-renewable resources you wish you had conserved more wisely?
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