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| The Gift of Time |
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| Time to plant my bulbs for
Spring. Time to hear the songbirds sing. Time for kids who grow too fast Before their childhood is in the past. Time to lay back on the Earth -- Among the clouds such dreams I birth! | &nbdp; | Time for sunsets, time for
dawns. Time for rolling down sloping lawns. Time to remember, time to forget. Time to forgive so I'll never regret. Time with my Sweetheart. Time for good wine. Time for myself to taste the Divine! |
| by Joan Riise | ||
