Time


Time was irrelevant
when we were young
we were only interested
in having fun.
A carefree life
is what we led
“We’ll never grow old”
is what we said.
The hands of time
have gradually shifted
our youthful days
were truly gifted.
The winds of change
are slowly blowing
its older now that
we are growing.
Time is now relevant
to all we do
when we were young
we hadn’t a clue
that the one thing then
we took for granted
is the precious gift
we now pursue.

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