Life Time
Life please don’t fly by.
Let me shift through time.
With my life in my hands.
Living one last time.
Floating along the heavy doors of life.
Waiting for time to unfold.
Inhaling the smells of life.
While drifting on borrowed time.
Enjoying the gift of life.
Before time closes the door.
Copyright © Patrica Bowen Salyers | Year Posted 2006
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