A Raging River

Time sweeps on…
A raging river.
Young and old,
All caught in the torrent.

Dickens said it best:
“Time…wait(s) for no man.”
We are all pulled along,
Hurtling toward our Niagara.

All Poetry — Henry Barnard

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