Poetry

Shreds of time

you know

shreds of time

can perplex the mind

indeed,

life not tied with a bow

the highs

the lows

keepin’ the beat

putting on acts

and wannabe airs

inviting judgment

and gossipy stares

perhaps,

shreds to be repented.

you know

life offers options

listen and learn

chase your purpose

-Eugenia

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Published by Eugenia

"For last year's words belong to last year's language. And next year's words await another voice." — T.S. Eliot

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