Reflections
Recognize the gifts of life,
that youth might not convey.
You can’t return for,
the treasures you yearned for
…once you’re old and gray.
So cross that line,
from time to time,
and step out of the box.
If you believe,
that time’s a thief,
don’t fail to watch the clock.
Wish it, dream it,
year by year,
life’s quicker than a wink.
Find it, catch it
hold it dear,
You’re richer than you think…
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