Time
Time
22/03/2018
The tide of time is near,
A silent whisper in my ear,
Gently tugging at my sleeve,
Closer now my hour to leave.
Be sure your life won’t pass you bye,
A twinkle in your weepy eye,
Do not look past your shoulder,
Before you know it you’ll be over.
The horizon is your clear vision,
Make today your only mission.
For Tomorrow never will become,
It’s now that counts that’s the end sum
Copyright © Jeff Kantor | Year Posted 2018
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