Time is of the essence.
My time grows short I’m getting old.
The years pass by so speedily
Each day is worth much more than gold.
I greet each morning thankfully
But time moves on remorselessly
Although my memories enfold
My youthful days effortlessly
My time grows short I’m getting old
Long, long ago when I was bold
I faced the future fearlessly.
Perceptions change as you grow old
The years pass by so speedily.
I made my way successfully
And I grew rich as I grew old.
But life experience has taught me.
Each day is worth much more than gold.
Time- cannot be bought or sold,
Time moves onward steadily.
And as the passing years unfold
I greet each morning thankfully.
I’ve learnt the only certainty
Applicable to young and old
You must accept reality
I think my tale is nearly told.
My time grows short.
Monday, 28 January 2013
Time is of the essence.
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Re: Time is of the essence.
Beautifully said. Time and the tides wait for no one . Written with a craftmans precision
I prefer to keep an open mind,....but not so much that my brains fall out.- Carl Sagan
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Re: Time is of the essence.
Many thanks for your kind comment I do my best ivor
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