They are passing, shuffling to past
Along the narrow pavement of life...
Hours and days are turned into dust,
Dissappear forever from sight...
Lifetime's at point of no return,
Feeling apathy towards its blight...
Only shadows of thoughts long ago
Whisper, crossing fettered mind...
Moments in time... Passing so fast,
Greet them with honour and smile,
With powerful passion and gust,
Greet, to make them worthwhile...
08.10.2009
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Special thanks to Michael (Мге) for his "Moments in time" (http://www.stihi.ru/2009/09/27/1046)