We say forever, non-ending they say

But that is a dream, it passes away

Like the tree that was forever there

After a century or so, it too goes bare


It seems that forever is a myth or a dream

Nothing lasts forever, or so it would seem

Because today we know of the universe

And even that has death as a curse


Seemingly forever in billions of years

It’s death is far beyond our tears

Just as the old tree outlives us too

We are but a drop of morning dew


Barbara Blackcinder


About Barbara Blackcinder

I am a poet/writer with a need for words. There are so many out there that I haven't used yet. They define all reality and mine when you read those from me.
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