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About This Poem
The Hands of Time
The Hands Of Time
Wish I could turn back the hands of time
To stand there and watch my babies grow all over again
Two boys that grew up so fast before my eyes
Thinking of precious moments I wished never had to end
I ask myself, what I would do differently then way back when
Well, I would hold them more tightly in my arms each day
I would cherish their every smile and laughter again and again
Take more photos of us at the good times before they faded away
I think back and wished that I wasn’t always so stressed out
It stopped me to realize what I see today at the hands of time
What raising children is truly all about
Forever holding onto the reflections of love left behind
I wipe the tears away and I stare deeply into the sunshine
Seeing a reflection there of what could’ve been
Still find myself fighting to turn back the hands of time
A mission that I know I won’t win.
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