This poem was written by a very special friend of mine. I've known Mark for 25 years and he is like a brother to me. Though he lives in Yorkville, IL now we keep in constant touch with each other. If you like his poem please click here and give it a vote.
Time
by: Mark K. Camper
What strange and wonderful things
the passage of endless time brings
The many new horizons
The days of many suns
From the first new days of spring
When flowers bloom and birds sing
Through the warm fresh days of summer
When the days are long,the winds murmur
And the ever changing days of fall
When the cool winds begin to call
To the crisp white days of winter
When the ice floes crack and splinter
All is ever changing
Across this world wide ranging.
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