Time
TIME...
The small chapter of life under which we pitch our tent.
TIME...
The unspoken yet inevitable present where our lives are bent.
TIME...
The unseen thing that presses upon us to make its dent.
TIME...
The one gift from God which we are daily sent.
TIME...
The one piece of our world to which we are only lent.
THYME..
A spice we use to flavor and smell its scent.
TIME...
The small space where our existence here is meant.
TIME...
The pressure under which our worries are pent.
TIME...
With our Lord at Mass---AN HOUR WELL SPENT !
Copyright © Dan Cwiak | Year Posted 2018
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