It’s been a while, and compelled to write a poem today. 🙂
Time runs away, or so they say,
run child, you must run like the wind;
chase your dreams, don’t stop till you win.
They did not say that you may lay
to rest; sometimes like the trees sway.
Let yourself be held, pause to will.
Sights you missed rushing by – be still,
see and savour. Child, breathe in deep.
Nourish your soul. If you must, weep.
You’re running even as time stands still.
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