Time Done

Poetry

The clock strikes twelve.

Midnight…

The sands of time have run out. Resting peacefully at the bottom of the hourglass.

The silence is deafening as the last gasp is taken.

A life cut short too soon.

The survival of a woman and her children left in disarray.

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Dave Logan

Independent Bookstore Manager, Book Nerd, Storyteller, Mental Health Advocate. Writer & Editor @ Write Under the Moon.