Time sits quietly in his wallow, Drowning in the shadows of forgotten days. Soon a harsh truth comes to follow, Reminding us of all the moments that slip away.
Seconds flicker past like fading breath, Minutes drift like leaves at breeze. Hours linger heavy with silent regret, Yet no one notices how Time grieves.
Days pile up like broken promises, Months dissolve without a trace. Years stretch long in empty spaces, While Time suffers the ache of being erased.
Time is always constant and true, Yet no one truly sees his face. Lost in the rush of what we pursue, Time’s left behind in the forgotten place.
Though forsaken, Time continues on, Hoping someday someone will see. But for now he sits all alone, Waiting to forever be a memory.
My name is Erykah Gray, but most people know me as Miss Gray. I’m from Centreville, a small town in southern Mississippi that I’m proud to call home. I earned my bachelor’s degree in English from The University of Southern Mississippi in Hattiesburg and later completed a Master of Arts in Literature at Liberty University in Lynchburg, Virginia. I’m currently a doctoral student at the University of Louisiana at Monroe because I truly believe learning never stops. Teaching isn’t just what I do; it’s a part of who I am. I love speaking, writing, and encouraging others to find their voice. Each day in my classroom, I work to make learning engaging and meaningful while helping my students grow into confident, inspired thinkers ready to take on the world. Here, I hope to do the very same.
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