Oct 15, 2007
Late Night Haiku XXIV
By Timothy R. Butler | Posted at 23:24:9
LXVII. Odd night of fading past,
Yesterday, and now three years,
Trickle to a flood.
LXVIII. A new reminder,
That October into May.
Came unthought today.
LXVIX. The silence denotes
The long past sorrows of Time,
Never glancing back.
Time does not look back, but we cannot help doing it. Good thing, or we'd be hardened in our failures, never seeing the pain we've caused others.
Good point, Ed.