if you ever
had a gift
and drag it far behind
things run adrift
for time is a rollin tide
so if happy is a myth
and time is free to ride
it all seems a waste
dragging on and on
in stride

if tomorrow
comes too soon
and tears
can't hear your crys
hide happy in your pocket
sorrow might dry your eyes
cause short is our time
embrace the gift of life
and never never ever
drag time on a line

Written by Chester Hardy III 2/12/25