Time Is Of The Essence Poem by Linda G. Clement

To hear the precious sound, 'I love you,'
Brings depth to the bond jointly shared.
Remember that deep bond and know,
That a special child cared.
To hold a child close is an experience,
All its own.
It is so painful once it is,
No longer known.
Time is of the essence!
Life Is... Life is like a rose--
When it is cold,
The rose remains folded,
When it is warm,
The rose opens to reveal all it's beauty.