Philosophy

The weather grows colder

And I older.

The clock ticks on.

Each second gone

Forever lost to me.

I sit alone.

Mere flesh and bone.

Is there a possibility of immortality?

That may be.

But for now the clock mocks

All my philosophy.

I wonder, could ther

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K Morris – Poet