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A Poem by Bryan_Himmel

five years is a long time
a thousand faces will fly by
featured artists to your song
yet no royalties to ensue

five years is a short time
it all goes by 
in the blink of the eye
sad in fact, all those missed goodbyes

the clock we created
spins away, no day celebrated more 
than that of the today's yet
 we mourn the passing of yesterday

i heard it said in passing
time flies straightest when in joy
but silently soldiers on in times of pain
to what do we make of this game we play?

Seasons come and go
like people in a conga line
infatuated with satisfaction
a glimpse into something that matters

© 2017 Bryan_Himmel


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Bryan_Himmel
Bryan_Himmel

VA



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I dabble in poetry, lyrics, and the occasional story. Have been writing on and off for a few years now, I am a bit of an self-turned introvert due to things that have occurred thus far in life. My wr.. more..

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