How Time Flies
How far tomorrow seems in our eyes,
How fast it lands in our hands.
How hard we take the issues of life,
How easy they seem thereafter.
We get to sleep over our dream,
Not waking up for work when it ought.
We play truancy on hardwork,
Thinking we have all the time in the world.
So tell me, HOW OFTEN DOES NEXT TIME COMES?
We ignore important things,
Lacking the sense to delay gratification,
Wanting material satisfaction,
Starving vision, gallivanting, living a life without mission.
So someday, we can no longer make plans,
With white hairs sneaking out of our caps,
Then we regret not planning at the right time,
Because we knew, but ignored HOW TIME FLIES.
Copyright © Jombo Sandra | Year Posted 2017
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