317. Poem by Jaden Knight

317.



I opened up the wallet of my life
to spend some time with you
hours minutes and seconds
drift through my fingers like coins
ready to be used as I choose

Everyone has their own such pouch
where the time of their life is stored
no banks, credit cards or overdrafts exist here
everything they have is with them

The time can be spent or wasted
as the person who owns it chooses
time that has gone cannot be retrieved
so wise investment is advised

And so when my wallet is empty
it'll be the sign for me to pass away
and however I dealt with my allocation before
I will be glad that I saw fit
to spend some time with you

Sunday, May 8, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: friendship
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