All in good time

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Time it is an enemy, and yet be a friend.
Time it last forever, goes on after the end.
Time it waits for no one, it ticks our life away.
We plan our life making time, every second of the day.
Time the past and present, keeps our memories dear.
Yet our future that has not arrived, time keeps for when it’s here.

This post was submitted by Kirsty Mathis.

Category: Life Poems
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