Looking back
No time to weep
No time to play
No time to sleep
Time is precious
So is life
So is living
Without strife
To live your life
The age old way
You must look
Forward everyday
To do that best
You must look back
Although the time I have
Is something that I lack
As I look back
At how time went
I wonder where
My life was spent
Now time has
Passed me by
No time for life
Its time to die
Poetry by Alan J Ripley
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Written on 2021-09-15 at 02:33
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NO TIME
No time to cryNo time to weep
No time to play
No time to sleep
Time is precious
So is life
So is living
Without strife
To live your life
The age old way
You must look
Forward everyday
To do that best
You must look back
Although the time I have
Is something that I lack
As I look back
At how time went
I wonder where
My life was spent
Now time has
Passed me by
No time for life
Its time to die
Poetry by Alan J Ripley
Read 183 times
Written on 2021-09-15 at 02:33
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