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Saturday, 27 November 2010

More Time

There is a time to leave

And a time to grieve

There is a time to love

A time to pray above



And there is time for me

A time for your lover to see

There is a time to cry

And there will come a time to die



And a time to read what I write

A time to have to fight

A time for children to play

Always a time for being with you today



But give me more time tonight my sweet

More time for my heart to beat

That more time to admire you

The time I want to desire you



But time is passing me by

Time always seems to fly

This poem is for all of you out there

All who I desire and admire, take care

 




copyright Chris Smith 2009

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