Sunday, July 9, 2023

Two Dates

 We all are born and we all die. In the end it all separated by your dash. Make your dash count from when you are born and when you die. 


Two dates © Donna Rae Lands-Oct 17, AD 2020

Two dates separated by a dash.

Moments are taken, done and gone.

Ever so quickly and ever so fast.


Make a difference and make it last.

Blink of an eye passing us by.

Two dates separated by a dash.


Obi Canobi of bow and bash.

Traveling up mountain passes.

Ever so quickly and ever so fast.


Honor your chores and open doors.

Find glory and make it all last.

Two dates separated by a dash.


It’s a fine line racing through time.

A wavelength measured in its prime.

Ever so quickly and ever so fast.


Savor it as a sailing mask.

Seeking the red tides of oceans crash.

Two dates separated by a dash

Ever so quickly and ever so fast

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