time cannot be bought or bartered
time is free
a priceless gift
yet so many squander it
regret sets in
that I did not use this gift with care
that I worried about tomorrow
instead of embracing today
time is like a walk in a beautiful park
a master gardener tended it
the trees and grass and flowers
the perfect blue sky
time's current is like a quiet river
it runs past us
whether or not we notice
it flows until it finds the precipice
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
True...description of time portrayed... Well written n expressed..
Thank you very much for the kind comment,