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MysticOceansFL · 07-07-2010, 02:20 AM

The question that is asked the most; we hear it everyday,
“What time Is it?” they want to know, and then they go away.
It's time for bed, it's time for work, or time to feed the fishes,

It's time to take your medicine, or wash and dry the dishes.
Time in seconds, time in hours, so many freckles past a hair,
depending on the zone, or whether daylights savings there.
Time is measured many ways from minutes to months,
Time is what keeps everything from happening at once!

A time to live, a time to die, a time for having fun,
Clocks and calenders alike, all scheduled by the sun.
Intervals that cant be hurried, will not be denied,
a season that we know that's coming, as surely as the tide.

If there ever comes a time when time will be no more,
I wonder how we'll know to quit, or when it was before.
Do we hurry? Do we loaf? It depends upon the time...
Had we started earlier, we'd be finished with this rhyme.

author Erin F "Time"

07-07-2010, 02:20 AM	#5
MysticOceansFL Senior Member How Do You Identify?: Butch, Preferred Pronoun?: People call me by my nic name. Relationship Status: Not Single, Not Desperate. Join Date: Jun 2010 Location: Florida Posts: 3,833 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 4,645 Thanked 4,035 Times in 1,720 Posts Rep Power: 21474853	The question that is asked the most; we hear it everyday, “What time Is it?” they want to know, and then they go away. It's time for bed, it's time for work, or time to feed the fishes, It's time to take your medicine, or wash and dry the dishes. Time in seconds, time in hours, so many freckles past a hair, depending on the zone, or whether daylights savings there. Time is measured many ways from minutes to months, Time is what keeps everything from happening at once! A time to live, a time to die, a time for having fun, Clocks and calenders alike, all scheduled by the sun. Intervals that cant be hurried, will not be denied, a season that we know that's coming, as surely as the tide. If there ever comes a time when time will be no more, I wonder how we'll know to quit, or when it was before. Do we hurry? Do we loaf? It depends upon the time... Had we started earlier, we'd be finished with this rhyme. author Erin F "Time" __________________ Faith is not belief without proof, but trust without reservation. It is said, " Some lives are linked across time..... Connected by an ancient calling that echoes through the ages "......