Nothing Lasts
"Nothing lasts" --
how bitterly the thought attends each loss.
"Nothing lasts" --
a promise also of consolation.
Grief and hope
the skipping rope's two ends,
twin daughters of impatience.
One wears a dress of wool, the other cotton.
Jane Hirshfield
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