Time

Time goes by so quickly it seems,
Night and day mixed in with dreams

Wondering what this life is for;
Trying to find the reason
Taking life as it comes,
Keeping distance from all treason

Having to stay patient;
A game I hate to play
Knowing I'll serve my purpose
on my choosen day

What I am meant to accomplish,
only time will tell
but when my train comes in for me
I know I will prevail
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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