Five Minutes More

I wish I had that second back a minute ago.
I wish I had that minute back when we laughed
over a comic strip that reminded us of ourselves.
I wish I had a basket full of minutes I could give away
to everyone that wanted a piece of yesterday or tomorrow,
or, would I be selfish and keep them all to myself?
If I had five minutes, would I use them all at once
or would I save one or two for some other time;
like a stack of unread letters, would I open the best first
or save those for last, to ponder in a quiet place,
or would I share them with...let me think about that -
and then I realized how hopeless I would feel.
Could I go back and share them on 9/11
or the Boston Marathon or Pearl Harbor
or Sandy Hook or Hiroshima or...but then
I knew there weren't enough,
there would never be enough to give back -
and to whom anyway...?
How would you choose who to save?
I guess God would say, "Make the best of your minutes today
and you won't wish you had them back tomorrow".
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Allison Avatar
June 29, 2019 at 2:58 AM
thought provoking piece Craig hugs Jan xx
Hamilton Avatar
June 28, 2019 at 8:57 PM
Well done loved this Craig!
Adams Avatar
June 28, 2019 at 1:03 PM
I like the feel of this one Craig, it makes me ponder thoughts, if i could give minutes away, just five to a lost life so they could say their goodbyes, who would i chose....shame time lost in a day can't rollover to another day! Nice musing from your pen :) hugs
Cornish Avatar
June 28, 2019 at 3:32 PM
Thanks Dear Sandy but in the end you're right, it would create so much stress to decide and how selfish would we be tempted to be on our own behalf.
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