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Thursday, 27th April 2017

Worlds of Words: The Days

Posted on 21. May, 2015 by in Columns, Poetry

All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given us.”
― J. R. R. Tolkien.

The days they pass as quick as thunder
Before an eye caught a glimpse,
A mother’s child is no long yonder.

He has built a house of his own,
Now to proceed with the untainted chores
Of his life with whatever it carries,
Now it’s his turn to decide and worry.

The seeds yesterday planted,
Are today’s imminent trees
From which the shade they gave the child,
Now the child’s children perceive.

It’s too early we once said,
When we thought yesterday was distant.

We then carried loads of eternity,
Not knowing there will be today
With all it’s resilient answers,
To what we far felt was nothing but an hour away.


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