Monday, October 12, 2015

The Weight of Days

I feel the weight of days.

Sometimes they are pearls,
Treasures, pure and light.

Sometimes they are stones,
Too heavy, burdens on the heart.

Only time shall shift stone into pearl.
So I shall let it pass, joyously.

I shall assemble a string of pearls,
Strung on memories and invaluable,

Heavy with the weight of days.

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