Chronoviators All
A Time Travelling Sonnet
The notion of time travel seems most odd
An exotic, even absurd idea;
It must take a genius or a god
To understand it and win latria
Seldom do we recognize a bald truth:
All thinking things like us do travel time!
Without the aid of a magic phone booth
From was to is to will be we all climb
What’s more, we bring the past along with us
Thus, does recollection cause now to rust
Just as imagination makes a fuss
And possible futures grind now to dust
These claims are elementary to prove
As through these rhymes your eye and mind did move
About the Creator
D. J. Reddall
I write because my time is limited and my imagination is not.
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