Is strange
Sometimes it’s like water
You don’t even notice
How fast it goes
Before it lets you
Come up for air
You breathe there
Above the water
That so much time
Has passed
How could you
Have missed it

Other times
It’s like a rock
So still it hurts
You bang your head
Against that rock
Begging it
To move
Begging it
To let you go on
And you can’t believe
That you ever thought
It could pass too quickly


If you like the images that have been used to illustrate this poem, they are all from morguefile.com. Both photos have been edited, but the first photo is by JasonSWrench, the last photo is by pcullum.
Β© Hilde Therese Juvodden, MyStoriesWithMusic, 2020. Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this site’s author and/or owner is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given to Hilde T. Juvodden and MyStoriesWithMusic with appropriate and specific direction to the original content. – Simply don’t steal my stuff 😊



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