Obehrens
Created page with "''by Eden Myers'' September 5, 2023 <poem style="border: 2px solid #113e60; background-color: #cee5f6; padding: .5em;"> Where has the time gone? It’s out of my hands. I can’t try to hold on; It’s like holding sand. Not much I can do, As it slips from my grasp, It’s gone, it’s through— Finished before I can even snap. I don’t want right now or the future either, I just want the bits and pieces of my past. Something to cling to, Something that lasts. But..."