Beyond the reach of thoughts
That my imagination conjurs up,
I seek the wisdom that time imparts
To an old and imperfect man.
Yesterday I sought what today
Eludes me and I have to laugh.
Sometimes the jokes on me
When my reach is beyond my grasp.
None the less we must try,
For when we stop, time
Does not wait for us
To catch up.
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Cindy
Love ya!
Jane
it is because we are always looking at the clock.
Always,
Deborah
hug
Kathy