Brummet's Conscious Blog

-- Poetry --  *sharing this beautiful little poem I found via social networking... Time    Time is like the wind That comes in the morning With a barely palpable caress of the cheek Rising to a comfortable caress In its measured passage of the day Until it rises a sudden gale Revealing the irrevocability of its power Trembling our browning leaves And blowing them to our finality. ~Phillip Pulfrey, from Beyond Me Find Dave and Lillian Brummet at: http://brummet.ca   * Support the Brummets by telling your friends, clicking those social networking buttons, or visiting the Brummet's Store - and help raise funds for charity as well!