Poetry Time Is Precious

Poem By Mill Field

Time is precious, time is sweet,
Time flies by on Hermes feet.

The ode is long, an epic too,
Ballads and sonnets cause much to do;
What should a muse therefore try
To please the ear and catch the eye?
A Rubia, perhaps, the thing for you
Or even better, try Haiku.

Time is precious, time does fly,
Time stops not until we die.

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