WE ARE THE PILOTS
May we be blessed to understand
(whether or not we find it in a rhyme)
one basic truth,
one basic fact
one basic principle of time
If you give me but a moment
I’ll try my utmost to explain:
It’s remembering as time flies by so quickly…
we are the pilots of our plane.
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