A Poem on Time
Time stopped today,
Or else he paused,
if only for a moment,
To glance our way
as I curled beside you
to nestle my head against your chest
He hesitated in his ever persistent endeavor
to reach the end
because he finally found something
worth waiting for.
And that’s what you are,
Worth living for
And dying for,
Worth fighting for,
every second of every day.
And today,
I think time finally helped you realize
that other people see it to.
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