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ime but it kept slipping through my fingers,</p><p id="f4bf">Like a band on the Mississippi, I could hear the distant singers,</p><p id="ef9c">In my heart, my mind, the bittersweet memory lingers,</p><p id="e6b4">Without the alarm bells of memory or cerebral reminders,</p>
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<p id="b8e8">Or the usual restrictions, self-restraint that all hinders,</p><p id="531e">Time gallops forward with unusually dark blinders,</p><p id="9c70">Relentlessly, unconsciously, slipping through my fingers.</p><p id="c89a">© Rebecca Stevens 2020</p></article></body>
I tried to be the guardian of time but it kept slipping through my fingers,
Like a band on the Mississippi, I could hear the distant singers,
In my heart, my mind, the bittersweet memory lingers,
Without the alarm bells of memory or cerebral reminders,
Or the usual restrictions, self-restraint that all hinders,
Time gallops forward with unusually dark blinders,
Relentlessly, unconsciously, slipping through my fingers.
© Rebecca Stevens 2020
