the LAST gift

Not much though

Just a token.

Of what I know not

Hold it, caress it,

Love it, keep it.

For what I know not

Tiny dreams

Big ambitions

High hope

Low luck

Come, see me

Goodbye, don’t leave me

Take my last gift

And tell the world

“Let me live my life

I can see it through.”

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Time Travel

Warps into oblivion

It simply passes by

Takes twists, takes turns,

Meanders into (n) brooks

Changes every minute

Trickles from my roof

Drops by my window

Touches my fingers

Then, moves on it way

Waits for none

Sees it all, waits for none

Never thinks

Then come

Let’s time travel

To find out why

We parted as friends

And met as so much more.