Robert L. Bray Poems

Time waits for no one, Haven't you heard someone say.
Time waits for no one' It's just passing away.
From the cradle to the grave, We've been taught,
It's time, it's money we must save.
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Dad said, "Keep some little dream in the making,
if youth you would like to hold,
for old Father time is defeated by dreams,
and a dreamer never grows old."
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You never did belong to me,
Nor I to you.
But there was something in your smile,
That seemed so good and true.
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