Fleeting Hour Poem by Nellie Isabelle Steward Cooper
Fleeting Hour
I can easily understand that given the here
and now someone would be choosing
To go on stellar voyages and thinking in light years away,
immerse themselves in pulsars, quasars, black holes
And an interesting myriad of other unworldly endeavors:
also considering an ever expanding universe
But for me, I lie down in the open field by the fresh
new flower and enjoy this sweet fleeting hour
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