If time could talk,
It would be a stammerer;
Speaking days and saying years
If time could walk,
It would be a stalker;
Taking steps of our future today,
And living unseen footprints of our past, tomorrow.
Along the way.
What is our time, that makes the beginning looks like the start?
What is it about time, that makes the end look like it is finished?
Take things one step at a time, for time itself takes things one sec at a time.
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WORDY OF YOUR TIME
PoetrySometimes, faith, love, time, and life can not be explained by any manipulation of our alphabet but expressed beautifully in poetry.
