Time, the silent Thief!
Where have they gone?. Those days of sunshine and the sweet tast of wine.. I Look in the mirror and what do I see?
The wrinkled face of old man, no longer me!
Oh, how I’ve wasted my time on this earth, God forgive! I thought my time would never end!
Most of the people I’ve know, are gone.
Time has taken them and will soon take me too, you see.
My life has been a series of mountains and valleys with love and joy, laughter and tears. But now it has become a matter of time left to me.
Time has consumed most of my visit here on earth. My days are silent, lonely and limited. The cold winter winds prevail and the sunshine of yesteryears are long gone. My back is bent and my cane is near. So my young friend, I beg you heed this old man’s tears.
Plan your days and don’t waste your nights, for if you do, time will rob you of your youth. Dance and sing each day and enjoy the love of life, while you can. For you see, old age will soon become, just dust in the wind.
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Jackie R. Kays © 2017
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