Time
Time is not yours;
You cannot control.
Time is not something;
To have and to hold.
Time is a moment,
That has just passed.
Time is something;
That does not last.
So use time wisely,
Don't let it slip away.
It will be things remembered,
When you are old and gray.
Penned February 20, 2015
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