Tick Tock

My daughters.
    But for how long?

Time is not my friend.
It tiptoes
    Sure of pace
It whispers
    "Cherish your time"
It counsels
    "You write your own story"
It does not retreat
    It never has
    It never will

"Should haves and could haves"
	Endlessly pondered.
"Once upon a times"
    Those pondered too.
“One of these days”
    The words of a dreamer.
“When I was young”
    Long lost to the past.

Be happy where you are
    Or change it

(C) 2008, Tim Prendeville

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