Time
When I look about and gaze,
And see the stars blaze,
I look about and see,
It runs faster than the bees,
What is it?
Oh! What is it?
That never turns and waits
For us at any rate.
Yes it is our valuable time.
Waiting for no one in life.
Time passes fast
But memories always last.
Time brings happiness and sadness
Success and failure
Love and hatred
Friendship and enmity
Parsimony and magnanimity
Let time take its own TIME
To reap the fruits of labour
Nothing flowers a spur earlier or later
But just at the appointed hour
Death too arrives at its own appointed moment
And will not spare anyone or anything bother.
Thus wasted time can never come back
And time and tide waits for none in fact.
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