Waste Not Precious Time Poem by Sandra Feldman
Waste Not Precious Time
As all light begins to dwindle
And life narrows choice and picks
You realize, much too late
The time you've lost,
Will not return
And no longer can you pick,
Because time wasted,
Cannot be recovered
Nor make,
Anything positive
Stick.
Time is the greatest factor but it is in limited supply for each individual. So 'Waste Not Precious Time'. is quite appropriate. Thanks.
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5/16/2024 7:37:08 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Time the true friend of life; in time everything and everyone is good; out of time the number of enemy and poison moving around bitterly!