Best Poem of C.A. Morrow

Time Running
The boy runs hard to be a man
He fights as he acts to hurry time
His whole life is too slow for his plan
Never seeing the hills he must climb

Patience is the will he ignores
Speeding through the hours he plays
Anxious not to lose the time he stores
Passionate nights don't follow bored school days
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Parisian April
Rain drips icicily on Paris's April quay
As blossoms of cherry stir the misty air
The left bank ponders over cafe' au lait
While the whiff of tobacco releases the day's care

The Romantic, with the lonely, shares the night
In the distance the Tower of Eiffel stands tall
Overlooking the mortal city of inner . . .
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