Time
New for one second
And then the next old
It will always be with you
To have and to hold
What is made of it lies within you
And some will be foolish
Take it for granted too
It's abundance is never ending
And it's plethora is great
It's all we've got
It will soon determine all fate
It's your chance to get out there
And open your horizon
There is no time for hasting
After all, time is wasting
This poem is very true! ~ Mrs. Kopp
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