Char Pattrick

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Terrible Place - Poem by Char Pattrick

There is time to smell the flowers,
There is time to drink the wine,
We have time to sit and think
About the love we left behind.

There is time to be romantic,
There is time to say goodbye,
We have time to hear the music
Of the babies when they sigh.

There is time to feel remorseful,
There is time to heal old wounds,
We have time to learn the lessons
From the wars that brought us gloom.

There is time to feel excitement,
There is time to trust a friend,
We have time to love each other
In this world that we must tend.

There is time to watch the sunset,
There is time to sit and stare,
We have time to whisper softly
To the ones we find most fair.

There is time to see the heavens,
There is time to praise the Lord,
We have time to take slow walks
Across the fields that we adore.

Please let this be a lesson learned
Treasure each and every trice,
For time holds no one to itself
It’s lost at a terrible price……


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, September 24, 2009



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