Passing on

Passing on

A Poem by Soren

A swallow too fast is in the past
A shadow cast that doesn't last
Time so vast soon surpassed
Pleasure amassed by haste harassed

Money a ton soon is none
A race begun is soon run
Time spun is soon undone
 Ends the fun a bullet in the gun

© 2025 Soren


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This is so heavy and yet, the way you present it allows us to chuckle at the misfortune. I think we must chuckle at our misfortunes, otherwise, we end up at the barrel's end.
j.

Posted 2 Days Ago


Soren

1 Day Ago

I always laugh so as not to cry. Thanks so much Jacob for the read and comment. Your words mean a gr.. read more
Powerful work. The rhyme drives it home.

Posted 2 Days Ago


Soren

1 Day Ago

Thanks so much Thomas appreciate the read and kind comment

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Added on April 13, 2025
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