This Lapse Of Time

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This Lapse Of Time

Bordering on the benign

this lapse of time;

that another wrinkle sets,

or a lost memory gets.

That adds its subtractions

To our longevity fabrications.

The moments of summer are gone,

Wanting them forever, is that wrong?

It brings joy just sitting and reading on the grass,

Letting life and the warm summer sun pass.

Feeling the whole amazing universe

Well up in me, holy moly I’m ready to burst.

And yet this same sun that our life measures,

Mixes in the sadness with life’s pleasures.

It takes us calmly and surely  to our graves,

And in so doing, a place for someone else saves.

Without forethought or grief, time is a belief.

Knowing that it isn’t personal, may be a relief.

Bordering on the malign

This lapse of time,

That forever marches on

Until  we are all very gone.

- By Michael Stolt

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