The time is on a run
And so we have to match our speeds
Not to gain more time
But to use more of it
To find time for the time we have
For the time given
As trees enjoying our greens
Knowing that we will only have them for awhile
Moving along to enjoy the oranges
And to enjoy their bare branches
Treating each moment as a precious moment
For them to enjoy
For them to learn from
The roads of the past gave you the roads of the present
The roads made you who you are no matter how harsh
They along wih you are the reason you are who you are
So treat these important moments as such
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April
PoetryApril meaning Open by name And by these poems, I wish to be open to the month Cover by @MiaBookNerd -------------------------------------------------- Update from September about the NaPo challenge: I didn't think of giving these poems titles I bas...
