-- Making Up for Lost Time --

John Herlihy

Some want to make up for lost time;

Time squandered, his, hers, and mine.

How do we plan to resurrect time lost;

To recapture winter lace in melted frost.

We seem to forget time has its moment,

Here then gone, no time for atonement.

Summer never frets of winter discontent;

Winter has no idea what summer meant.

We can learn to make better use of time,

Lest time turns into moments of decline.

Time wasted can never be fully retrieved;

Time well utilized always fully conceived.

Time squandered compromises the hour;

Value each moment as a priceless flower.

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Copyright © John Herlihy

Tuesday 2`September 2021