When as a child
I laughed and wept
Time barely crept
I have one short minute
a mere sixty seconds in it
when I was a boy
I dreamed and talked
Time slowly walked
it is mine I can’t refuse it
left for me how to use it
when I was a man
at my full grown span
Time recklessly ran
I must suffer if I lose it
give account when I abuse it
when I became older
though I daily grew
Time suddenly flew
just a tiny little minute
that holds eternity in it
soon I shall find
when I travel on
Time finally gone
SkramblinGeezer 
Sorry…I thought this was from ‘Kat’……Apologies…still deserving of Hugs! š
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Not to worry; Kat is my daughter! Any time you get our works confused with each other is OK with both of us. She’s much the better poet than I will ever be. I’m proud of her…:)
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I knew as soon as I had posted the comment… š
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Superb, Kat! ‘Grabbing’ this one to my personal file…Hope you don’t mind. Excellent! Hugs! ā¤
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