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Another Time.....
Time can be an anchor-but, not for me.
I've outgrown the limitations, the apprehension, and anticipation,
but, I can live without the urgency.....I think.
Time's like a nursery, constantly coddling you or waking you up.
Waking you up to someone elses schedule.
Time.
Do you thank Time? Should you?
I think not.
Just because the wind must strip the trees,
doesn't mean it's time to fall on knees...
..and worship winter.
Time.
....In your life, it may be summer...enjoy it...but, don't hurry.
And don't dwell on these insights.
Don't choke the life out of the time you share, or grasp it too lose, it'll slip away...
..hold on too tight, and the fabric will fray...
..tear it, and your days will all turn "gray"...
..Time.
Here comes another dawn...everything must move on...
..the fragments of your life-they ask for order...
..and only you can give it...but, keep your laughter to yourself...
..everybody's waiting...............................................................................................................
Critiques
sevenchild
18 years 7 months ago
I definitely
weirdelf
18 years 7 months ago
I believe this is the best you have written, Doc.
purplemoondoll
18 years 7 months ago
Time’s like a nursery,
Antoinette Mar…
18 years 7 months ago
Beautiful...I took time to soak this in...
Antoinette Mar…
18 years 7 months ago
Beautiful...I took time to soak this in...