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 Robert Hayden Pursell at www.poetrypoem.com/rhp

Eyes red with things forgotten within my mind
The worms of time working to degrade and erase
Blotted words of wisdom crawling from my lips
Curse you time for picking now to devour me

A.M. is coming, what say you, for then I start anew
With all hope and fanciful dreams of youth
The vision within the mirror so strong and young
The day passing with wonderful dreams of the future

P.M. is coming, stay the light, let the sun shine on
And on and on...



Robert Hayden Pursell








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