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Time

George Manos
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Time

The day is only measured by your heart's rendering
Time never has, over our lives, such control
Because it can feel like a moment or never-ending
Though minutes counted, past them your experience know.

You wish time forever when happiness feel
And wish it so short when sadness holds sway
And when your joy goes you feel it did wrongly steal
But with your sorrow wish so much it goes away.

So, Time is only a fickle state of mind
That bends not to measurement but something more
And we only hope to count its rule as something kind
And can disregard its rule for the one we adore.


This article was published on:
Friday, November 16, 2018


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