• Time


    Can we ever stop Father Time
    From galloping away so fast
    I can hardly catch my breath as I try to capture
    Memories of a past we shared many moons ago,
    Time, so recklessly squandered by youth
    Is now so precious,
    I would like to rein it, savor every second, every minute
    And as it ticks away
    Allow our senses to see, feel, smell, touch, and hear
    The precious gifts of Time,
    Can we, shall we, ensnare Time, until


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