Time
Do not squander the passing time
For that's what life is made of
Never put off till tomorrow
Your time with those you love.
Enjoy the blessing of each day
And trust not for tomorrow.
We can't recall our yesterdays
Though their loss gives us sorrow.
Gather your pleasures while you may,
While the days you have left last.
Try to become more than you are
Before you're part of the past.
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