Time seems to be passing faster than before,
As I get older I seem to notice it a lot more.
An hour is still an hour and a day is still a day,
Yet, each year goes by faster in a strange way.
Maybe it just seems like it’s going faster than before,
Because, as I get older, I cherish my time even more.
“Dear Lord, thank you for this beautiful new day,
Please help me to not waste it before it goes away.”
Never waste a day is the moral of this rhyme,
We are here for just a small amount of time.
Make good use of your ‘today’,
Because it will soon slip away.
©2021 Walt Perryman
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