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Time Is of the Essence

Time wasted cannot be regained, am going to make the most Of life while breathe, and time remain. Death is a Subject blocked from the mind, I only pass Through this life once and am going to enjoy, and make the most, And appreciate life more, while there is still time. This morning I stood by my window, thinking on A situation am in. I prayed to God and the topic came to mind, Time is of the essence and I must make a start. Now is the time, to do something important with four special people so dear to my heart. Yesterday is gone and I will not see it again, I’ll do all in my power today. Time is of the essence, and a precious commodity; I’ll let nothing, or no one Deter me; I am determine so let it be. I'll spend quality time with my children, freinds and family too I'll tell them that I love them, and show them I care. Time is a healer and I'll have nothing but regrets, if I fail to do what matters most to me now is the time, time is of the essence, and I won't let it slip from my grasp.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 12/19/2011 11:22:00 AM
Very admirable thoughts and plans, Abe. Best of luck to you. Thanks for your kind comments on "Find Me Love". Merry Christmas to you and yours! Jimmy
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Date: 6/20/2011 4:56:00 AM
Time is so a "precious commodity", Abraham. Easy to let it slip through our fingers, but we can never pick it up to continue a process. A new day here, part of an ongoing process! Best wishes to you and yours, Mikki
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Date: 1/30/2011 9:20:00 PM
VEry cool thoughts here. I can see you have a very strong purpose in your life. LUv, Andrea
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Date: 1/16/2011 4:41:00 AM
Time is the comodity that is so precious..Once used it can't be reused ...It is nonrecycable..Enjoyed your work..Sara
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