TIME SHALL TELL
The chattering of children
In tender, pleasant voices;
chattering and singing their souls away.
Not aware of time's existence.
Thankful for the past,
Uncertain about the future.
Leading on the old one,
the teenage girl in the corner.
"Come and play"
they call out to the melancholic lass...
"There is room for one more"
they call out to the old one
in the rocking chair.
She shakes her head,
as a coarse smile sneaks
from the corner of her lips,
onto her face...
Then she sighs "Life is such a booby trap."
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