Time
Time is the only thing that will survive time.
Friends come and go.
Marriages are made and fail.
Only time shows a person's true colors.
Time is supposedly the thing which heals all wounds.
There is a time for everything under the sun.
Good times. Bad times.
Too much time on your hands.
Never enough time.
Time to go.
It's time.
Glory days are a flash in past time.
The future is just another point in time.
Time is the only constant.
Nothing else is.
Copyright © Betty Wood-Rush | Year Posted 2006
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