A timeA Poem by pecsOne of those times again when i sat down, thinking, and then the words were music and before i know a composition was in making and then i was typing...A time to grow, A time to be right, A time to quietly read between the lines A time to own A time to decide A time to fight for all that is mine A time to think Another to act To tread bravely on the beaten track. A time to be me A time to smile A time to rejoice in the pure light. © 2010 pecs |
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