Lost Habitat
Life in a grain of sand
We all leave this earth but once..
any good deeds that I must do,
I must do it now.
Any opportunity to share kindness
to my fellowmen, I must oblige..
for I will never be given the chance
to pass this path again.
Don’t let the sand of time
passes by..time is linear and
very precious..
to miss every minute of it,
for the cycle of life will
continue to move on,
as time goes by.
We can’t go back in time,
to reset and finish what’s left behind,
wasted time, just floats like a dust
and blown away with the lazy breeze.
The hour glass capsule remind us,
how much time we have on earth.
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Copyright © Aida Roque08 | Year Posted 2019
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