Books

Just another old poem

Books

I spent all my life reading books.

I learned of the future,

Even the far future.

I studied the past,

Until it became the distant past.

However, now I find I forgot the present.

It has fled from me.

Author's Note

Another from the thirty plus archive.

Reviews

[Dust That Drifts Throug..]

Short, but sweet poem you made.

[H.L. Cerveise]

Thank you for reading and reviewing this writing. Yes, this is one of my shorter older ones. I am glad you liked it.