Time is like thyme.
It seasons a life,
Like the lines
In my rhyme.
Yet, I see no dime
I do not whine.
For, my passion is rife
And, I am cursed to write.
Image credit: Stevepb
Time is like thyme.
It seasons a life,
Like the lines
In my rhyme.
Yet, I see no dime
I do not whine.
For, my passion is rife
And, I am cursed to write.
Image credit: Stevepb
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Thank you sweets.
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Great lines π
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Thank you Rotimi Elijah. I am glad you think so.. π
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You’re welcome Aweni
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“Time is like thyme, it seasons a life”
OMG! What else could a good poem look or sound like? Seriously, I don’t know. Please, don’t stop writing ma. I’m glad I read this.
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Lol, thank you very much Akewi. Thank you for the encouragement. I am so glad you like it π
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Thank you sweets.
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Lovely… sincerely… beyond a doubt… 10 stars…
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πI’m honoured that you think so. Thank you.
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. I am so glad you like it π
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It’s a nice curse!
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A curse that is a blessing!
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That it is…
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