Friend Poem by Carolyn Brunelle

Friend



Time is ever fleeting
and never stays in one spot;
it just keeps on 'keepin' on'
whether you want it to or not.
Hours turn into days
the months and years fly by;
time a constant companion
remains steady at your side.
And only so much is allotted
for all things come to their end;
but it's a lot easier to age with grace
if you realize time is your friend.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
B. M. Atsen 27 October 2011

Mhhh... What a friend. I like it, it makes me think about making every second count for good.

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