Monday, November 10, 2003


Fate watches as each soul is born
She ponders how much time
This is your allotment, she'll warn
Use it well, don't whine
Each of us is given a life of precious days
To bend or mild, twist or fold in many different ways
The impact of our actions time will let us know
In the evening shadows when life's fires burn down low
If we used time wisely, we've touched others hearts
And left a soft imprint that remains when we depart
If we squandered our days and touched no other soul
There will be no legacy when the death bell tolls
Use your timeshares wisely our earthly walk is short
And when it ends, make your amends not a second more can be bought

Copyright 2003 by Linda Arena.
All rights reserved.
Reproduced by Poetry 360 with permission of the author.

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