Beyond the Clock's Tick
Seeing Through Time's Lens
Time you brought me true faces, And fake faces right before my eyes.
Time, you taught me what is precious: Love, health, beneath the skies – this is my fairest bliss.
Time! you have changed me from a kid to a youth and now an adult. I came to understand joy and pain; And how to chant my tune.
Time I’ll choose a gentle heart, And gratitude for the day. Together with you, I will discern The ugly souls’ selfish lies.
Time, what’s good then let me find Not invest in stories untrue. In life there’s no tomorrow so these are precious moments.
Thank you Time for making them happen.
Thank you for reading!
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Emily Chan - Life and love sharing
Blog Writer/Storyteller/Write stores and short srories.I am a writer who specializes in love,relationships and life sharing
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