eleven hints (4)

a wonderwatch,
a distant shore,
a not-so-little
anymore

a tiny hand,
a growing need,
a place to grow,
and then concede

that time must win out
at the last,
that now is now,
and past is past

but love is floating
weightlessly
beside the ever-changing 

sea

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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