The citadels of time come and go like the waves of the sea
Ever enfolding, ever releasing, goodness and badness at ease
Locked in a time warp of uncertainty, we control things, not.
Fate encircles and declines whether we like it or not.
Time is of the essence, which one we won’t know
But time is forever lasting, it will never go
Dream of the good things and of the bad
Hope that you’ll get your wish and hope to never be sad
Graceful is its entrance within your waking life, bringing you happiness or strife
Waste not the time you have, keep it for all it’s worth
Moping around in misery will only make things worse.
© Tina Cousins 2013
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