Partly sunny, partly shade...
As the cold wind blows, my memories fade.
What once was clear and crisp as a fall breeze,
Is now muddied at the bottom of a pile of leaves.
Rake and claw to the recesses of your mind,
Open the window to your heart and find...
Buried beneath the darkness and despair,
Lies the core of a soul no worse for the wear.
So the next time you find yourself falling to your knees,
Get back up, exhale and see the forest for the trees.
-Willard G. Scott
Sunday, January 27, 2008
There's No Time Like the Present...
And there's no greater present than time.
Time may heal all wounds,
But it won't keep you in your prime.
What I wouldn't do for an extra hour a day,
I'd do just about anything, that is, but time.
Even a stopped clock's right twice a day,
So why must the punishment fit the crime?
There's a time for every season,
But in winter you can't grow thyme.
So let's all live in the moment,
And cherish the light that's lime.
-Life is a G-I-F-T
Time may heal all wounds,
But it won't keep you in your prime.
What I wouldn't do for an extra hour a day,
I'd do just about anything, that is, but time.
Even a stopped clock's right twice a day,
So why must the punishment fit the crime?
There's a time for every season,
But in winter you can't grow thyme.
So let's all live in the moment,
And cherish the light that's lime.
-Life is a G-I-F-T
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