For New Year's Day I have a poem for you. Enjoy...
A Handful of Hours
freeze—its hands stilled
against the monumental
advance, the ever present loom
of that unfriendly ticking time
Shall we stay within that frozen
second—its sad face forgotten
our one moment defended in
this stagnant infinitesimal, far outside
our remaining handful of hours
© A. F. Stewart 2016 All Rights Reserved
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