Time

Time is a funny thing It never seems to stop. It runs like water from a faucet At a steady pace. It is one of those strange things That we tend to wish away But regret it when it’s gone. So often we rush it Instead of breathing it in. A small four-letter word That holds the potential of everything Slips through our fingers if we aren’t careful. Take a minute. Take two. Enjoy it while it’s here Forget the past Stop waiting for the future The time is now Embrace it. Use it. Treasure it. In a blink of an eye It will be gone So take off your shoes and feel the sand in your toes Jump in the lake because you can Who cares if it’s sunny or snowing. Call your friend for no reason Leave flowers on someone’s doorstep. Time. Don’t waste it.