Runing Out Of Time

by Stephanie Ricks   Jun 5, 2004


Oh in yonder's silent city,
Where endless life,
And merriment bloom.
Where angles sing sporadically,
A sweet and suttle tune.

Are the ones we once loved,
Whom aimlessly wonder no more.
As they found peace,
When they walked through heavens door.

And all though we may not hear,
Their whispers through the stars.
The love they once gave,
Is decorously welded in our hearts.

So in ending this,If I may,
Cherish the time that you have.
For tomorrow may never come,
Cherish not,You may wish you had.

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  • 20 years ago

    by Stephanie Ricks

    Rachies,thank you for taking the time too read my poetry.And you as well inspire me.and you are a great writer too.again,thank you rachies.Love,Stephanie

  • 20 years ago

    by Stephanie Ricks

    OH thank you Chris.You have no idea how much your words mean to me.I am honered that you truly like it.Love,Stephanie Maria