POETRY
Tempus Fugit
cum erant ‘habens fun
Time flies by like the swiftest of arrows, slicing through air at a lightning fast speed. It flits here and there like a little grey sparrow, and races ahead like a thundering steed.
Seconds and minutes soon turn into hours. Entire nights pass in the blink of an eye. A testament, really, to your magic powers is how, when I’m with you, the time always flies.
Jupiter Grant is a self-published author, blogger, narrator, and audiobook producer. Buy me a coffee here: https://ko-fi.com/jupitergrant
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