Time: A Poem by Henry Horres

Time by Henry Horres TIME! THE SECONDS HURRY BY, THE MINUTES AND THE HOURS QUICKLY FLY, FROM BIRTH TO DEATH. TIME! SO MUCH OF IT IS LOST IN EVERY DAY, AND NE'ER A SECOND GAINED ALONG THE WAY, AND NONE IS LEFT. YET WE SEEK IT, UNKNOWINGLY IN VAIN, FOR EVEN IF WE FIND A BIT,  IN ITSELF 'TIS LOST AGAIN, IS TIME!

Photo and poem by Henry Horres, Jr., who is a supporter of and contributor to the Bugle. He is also a News Analyst, Professional Information Consultant, Poet, Photographer and Artist. A resident of James Island since 1959 and a former Realtor, he has seen many changes since moving here. He has plans to write a book about the Island’s history, and is seeking old photos and stories to be included. Henry can be reached at hhorres@knology.net.

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