Time Is of the Essence
Time wasted cannot be regained, am going to make the most
Of life while breathe, and time remain. Death is a
Subject blocked from the mind, I only pass
Through this life once and am going to enjoy, and make the most,
And appreciate life more, while there is still time.
This morning I stood by my window, thinking on
A situation am in. I prayed to God and the topic came to mind,
Time is of the essence and I must make a start. Now is the time, to do something important
with four special people so dear to my heart.
Yesterday is gone and I will not see it again, I’ll do all in my power today.
Time is of the essence, and a precious commodity; I’ll let nothing, or no one
Deter me; I am determine so let it be.
I'll spend quality time with my children, freinds and family too
I'll tell them that I love them, and show them I care. Time is a healer
and I'll have nothing but regrets, if I fail to do what matters most to me
now is the time, time is of the essence, and I won't let it slip from my grasp.
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