When young
Time seemed
An endless
Supply with
Little thought
Given to limits
Wished away in
A rush to meet
Each milestone
Without fully
Understanding
Its significance
Until years later
When the reality
Of limits became
Exceedingly clear
Times where
Life and death
Suddenly carried
Similar weight
Each new loss
A connection
To the past
Each new life
A hope for
The future
Quiet lessons
In limited supply
But there never seems to be enough time
To do the things you want to do
Once you find them
I’ve looked around enough to know
That you’re the one I want to go
Through time with
A beautiful piano version of Jim Croce’s song… thank you..
“Time, never leaves us alone
time and time again
We say, where has time gone”
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You’re welcome. ☺️
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This is a great title. Thanks for the musical accompaniment.
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Thanks, Ali. And you’re welcome! 🎶❤️🎶
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