Another Dawn

It always gives me joy to write poetry and to finish a poem that I am proud of, even if it’s a day late (the poem uses 2 word prompts from yesterday). 😀 I also experimented with an uncommon (for me) rhyme scheme.

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In but an instant life here can be gone.
How wise is it to any moment rush?
This will seem precious at another dawn,
When all that’s left is memory — a hush
Falling upon the current act and scene.
Only Eternity is evergreen.