TIME
When I was
very young
I thought
time stood still
The
carefree simple days
With
laughter we would fill
We'd stay
outside for hours
Invent
silly games to play
Get into
lots of mischief
Until the
suns last ray
Slid
behind the mountain
And
mother’s voice would yell
Suppers on
the table
I recall
the heavenly smell
Always a
full course meal
Then
dishes we would do
We'd
gather in the living room
A bit of
television we would view
Up the
stairway we would climb
Snuggle in
soft, warm beds
We'd close
our eyes in prayer
With
contentment in our heads
Now the
days pass swiftly by
The hands
on the clock race past
Too many
responsibilities
Too few
hours to finish the task
No time
for silly games to play
The sunset
is ignored
Everyone
has their own TV
Silence is
my reward
If I could
turn the hands of time
Back to my
childhood days
I'd
cherish the minutes and slow my pace
And watch
the sunset blaze
So today
I'm going to slow my step
The chores
I'll put on hold
I'll sit
on the porch while the raindrops fall
And
patiently grow old
Today,
this minute is all we have
The hands
of time move on
If we
dwell too long on yesterday
Today will
soon be gone
Mary
Rogers
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9, 2009
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