Time Poem by emily summers
Time
Slipping away slowly,
faster for some,
there's so many things people wanted to have seen- or done,
so many places i want to go,
we shouldn't put it off until tommorow,
time waits for no-one,
so get out there and have fun,
time doesn't stop until there is none left,
something that some seem to forget,
I want to make the most of my life,
because you see, sooner or later we will run out of time.
Emily, you are so right about getting out and enjoing as much of life as possible. I try and do it as much as I can. We never know what tomorrow might bring. Top Marks from me. Thanks for sharing it my friend. David
Ahhh, yes....the infinite terminality of Time...Well expressed work, Emily... A Philosophy to live by, in true...Solid Work, young lady... ~ F.j.R. ~
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4/19/2024 9:46:00 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A lovely poem and such a positive sentiment Emily.