Clocks are hanging


from this tree…

The branches wave in the wind


There is no rhyme

or reason.

Clocks can’t grow..!

They’re never in

or out

of season.




TIME is not our friend.

Clicking and ticking,

we must not grieve for

time lost

when we can find time

to whine about what has not happened,

or what might.




We can worry if we must,

but the investment we have

in trusting that TIME

will march on…

is priceless.

Let us fight the


of time.

I’ll hold tightly to your hand

if you hold tightly to mine.










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