Lost too much of it
Waited too long for it
Practised patience
As It healed my pain
Took advantage of it
Deciding what to do with it
Foolish to think it was on tap
Appreciating its value
Selective how I now spend it
Moving forward
Not looking back
Getting lost in moments
Precious and rare
Few and far between
It's a luxury to have it
To know how to use it
A mastery I wish I'd foreseen
Getting lost in moments-------foreseen. In fact time is more precious than gold..Lively poem.
Time is so precious. Spend is dearly. Lovely poem. Poignant thoughts.. Top score
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Between earning and losing the nature is alive still