Water rocks and streams [a poem]

Water Rocks and Streams

Time is flowing faster,

when friends friends and children leave

they get less likely to come

when the their river runs faster

with white birds of heaven and black birds of fate

sit together,  slow heavy on our mossy bank of dreams

watching our lives as water rocks and streams

there you are down and having fun

life your own to damage and array

and makes lonely the days of those who gave it

when you go away.

yet we know we know you know we all must go

and make a mark on this blue water sphere

where gravity pulls hard and stronger faster time

where else does its clock tick except here

to live and ready for eternity



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