Friday, October 6, 2023

The Secret Rose Garden by Florence Lederer [1920]

 THE past has flown away,

The coming month and year do not exist;
Ours only is the present's tiny point.

Time is but a fancied dot ever moving on
Which you have called a flowing river-stream.

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