Poem September 29, 1986 Issue

On to eternity

THORA MARGARET ORTON

Days fly so fast we're forever surprised!
Not dismayed, for we're eager for more—
More of upwarding, onwarding,
Each day discovering treasures to store.
How we grow every day!

My attic once housed an old picture of journeying;
Everything backward, and downward, and sadward.

I threw it away.

THORA MARGARET ORTON

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