Time is Strange
Yes time is odd,
Slow when I trod,
Fast when it’s past,
More psychological,
Than mechanical;
Never enough,
To do enough,
But equally given,
To use or abuse,
Past, present or future,
To enjoy or worry,
Remember or forget,
Seize or ignore;
But once gone,
Never again here.
There’s really one point—
Live now.
Why?
The future,
Becomes the past,
Very fast,
Within no time at all.
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Be always safe,
Karen