Held in the past

A Poem by mendedwords

Life is
Fleeting, failing, loving
In the hands of the maker given to the hands of the holder
Rushed, embraced, held like no other.

On tomorrow's plaque, on yesterday's back burner
Changed, controlled, manipulated with consequence. Solved with no sum,
Subtracted but not without addition.

© 2013 mendedwords

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Added on October 16, 2013
Last Updated on October 16, 2013

Author

mendedwords

Vandalia, OH

About

I am a recent college grad who has developed a passion for writing over the past few years, my goal is to find out who I am as a writer and to one day have my poetry published. more..

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