Exceptional C'est la vie ... All Those Puzzling Pieces : She Turns the Page by visionary1234 Sonnet Poetry Contest contest entry

The wild of sky is skimmed by windy cloud and childhood days are filled with whirling sun, Each timeless minute with an hour’s endowed through days and weeks and years our lives are spun.   Inexorably, children feel time’s pull. We woo, and love, by rose-filled candlelight, We birth our babes. Our glass of life is full of days defying time; no thought of night.   But we now see our parents growing old. These once immortal gods appear so frail, Their grasp on life and love they cannot hold Against our Mistress Time they’ll not prevail.   From birth to death, it seems but naught an age As Time - she laughs, and simply turns the page.   Recognized

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