In spite of or rather because of <br />A boundless imagination bequeathed by my forebears <br /> <br />Leaping and skimming over life's incidents and accidents <br />Waiting and patience are not only virtues <br /> <br />In spite of or rather because of a certain sentience <br />That begins but doesn't complete the sentence <br /> <br />Phrases are like life; sometimes broken <br />At times unfinished and often unspoken <br /> <br />And these hours dribbling and dragging on, forever on <br />From the very beginning, the moment one is born. <br /> <br />When the end comes, alone in a foreign land <br />The hours will stop and nobody needs to understand. <br /> <br />Copyright: Rani Turton 2008<br /><br />Rani Turton<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hours-3/
