Lambency Bob And Wheel
More time,
sand swirl back to the sky;
Ease the old pantomime
who always seems to cry,
longing to taste their prime;
Rotate
the hands back to the start;
A path ordained by fate,
you can’t change it sweetheart;
Live before it’s too late;
Quicken
and tighten up that pace;
Chase what is unwritten,
leave much more than a trace;
Let yourself get smitten;
Go slow
savor a daily smile;
Lean into that gusto,
dissipate for a while;
Lambency let it show.
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