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TIME
I awake in the morning,
At the crack of dawn.
Not knowing what beholds me,
On this cold and frosty morn.
The daily clock is ticking,
And my life again as begun.
There’s no time to reflect,
Before I see the setting sun.
The days seem to be getting shorter,
And time is not on my side.
My face is quickly aging,
on life’s roller coaster ride.
The hours and minutes pass me by,
and days soon turn into night.
That’s another day of my life over
As sure as darkness follows light.
The weeks and years are flying,
And days come and go so fast.
What the future brings tomorrow,
Will soon be a memory of my past.
By
Alan Weston
© Copyright Reserved 2007
I awake in the morning,
At the crack of dawn.
Not knowing what beholds me,
On this cold and frosty morn.
The daily clock is ticking,
And my life again as begun.
There’s no time to reflect,
Before I see the setting sun.
The days seem to be getting shorter,
And time is not on my side.
My face is quickly aging,
on life’s roller coaster ride.
The hours and minutes pass me by,
and days soon turn into night.
That’s another day of my life over
As sure as darkness follows light.
The weeks and years are flying,
And days come and go so fast.
What the future brings tomorrow,
Will soon be a memory of my past.
By
Alan Weston
© Copyright Reserved 2007