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Life is a special gift clothed and wrapped in a gift paper of time. |
Youngster, you are new to life But you are Fine. The vehicle of happiness And experience Will lend you The time. Grownups will play But your adolescence You will leave Behind. Time will serve you Pleasure, Your heart will wake And yearn for love and things You treasure. Your desires will parade For adventure. You will thirst with a passion For the Life of adulthood; But Peace and love Will lessen the fear Of censure. You will survive The maze of Hardship. You will endure the test Of time. You will give unto God Times of Worship; A life well lived With things truly Fine. Time is the master So Let time be your friend. Our time will expire But We must remember That Death is not the end. Time is the creator. It expedites Aging. Things seemingly take A turn, slowly, slowly With Activity and interest Fading. Youthfulness forces Itself Between two Short intervals. We demonstrate Our inner strength To Write our Life journals. If you care to Reflect You will notice That The result we can Appreciate. We have a mind of our own. We eat, drink, play and Meditate Doing all that we can; As we aspire to live a fulfilled Life, meaningful and Great. |