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Precedent of Time

Molly writes under the pen name M. Allman. If you would like to read more of her work, you can find her books on Amazon Kindle.

Hours, days, years
Pass nimbly by
Erasing yesterdays

Pitter-patters become footsteps
That run away.
To begin a new life

The past rusts, parts are lost or missing
We struggle to buff and repair
To keep the pieces together

Dust collects on holidays, birthdays, and vacations
confined to boxes, scrapbooks, and attics,

Yellow with passing years

Canonized memories
hang in wooden frames.
Staring, haunting, ghostly images of the past

© 2018 Molly Smith


Mark Tulin from Palm Springs, California on April 12, 2018:

Love the gentle easy style of this poem. Pleasing to the ear.

Molly Smith (author) from Indiana on April 11, 2018:

Thank you all for your kind comments. :)

Lori Colbo from United States on April 10, 2018:

I really liked this. You did well with word imagary. I feel and see antiquity.

Fin from Barstow on April 10, 2018:

actually a bit eerie...age just moves you into the future

Larry W Fish from Raleigh on April 10, 2018:

A great poem, Molly. I enjoyed it so much.

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