Our Time
Time heals all wounds
Time heals all sorrows
Time comes and time goes
When it is our time-- no one knows
We live and then we die
We are born into this world
Then we leave it again
When it is our time-- no one knows
Some go young while others grow old
Some go fast and some go slow
Some are in good health, others not
When it is our time-- no one knows
Some are lost in war
Some are lost at sea
Some are lost in this world
When it is our time-- no one knows
We should live for each day
We should love and we should play
We do not come this way, again
When it is our time-- it will be our day
2/27/14
Copyright © Phyllis Babcock | Year Posted 2014
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