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Your three words today are:
CONTROL
NONE
TIME
In the dance of fleeting time,
We seek to grasp what feels sublime.
Yet in the quiet, we find our role,
For in the end, we have control—
Over none but moments passed,
In fleeting breaths, our joys amassed.
Glimmer of hope starts to fade away
What was once golden is now rust
Trying to gain what is lost is a hopeless
For that moment has long passed
In shadows of memories, we linger still,
Chasing echoes of dreams that time can’t fulfill.
Yet in the silence, a whisper remains,
A flicker of strength to endure through the pains.
Clock in your pocket
Time is all over your arms
See if it stands still.
Moments slip like grains of sand,
Echoes of the day dissolve.
AAA/MAD
Your challenge for the week
If he could turn back the hands of time,
He’d visit the moments that felt like a rhyme.
He’d walk through the fields where laughter once played,
And hold on to memories that never did fade.
He’d gather the smiles and the joys of his youth,
Embrace every lesson, find comfort in truth.
He’d find the dear faces he wished he could see,
And relive the moments that meant the most to him.
But deep down he knows, as time rushes past,
Each memory counts, even the ones that don’t last.
For every good day and the tears that he cried,
Make him who he is, with nothing to hide.
So if he could turn back the hands of time,
He’d cherish each second, let love be his guide.
For life is a journey, both simple and grand,
And in the present, he’ll take a strong stand.
Time’s fleeting embrace,
In the dance of days and years,
Memories count down.
Time slipping through our fingers
We must embrace the present.
In quiet pockets, it rests softly.
Dreams and regrets softly speak.
Chasing time that slips away.
MAD Missy 😠
Whispers of time,
fading echoes linger,
memories softly.
MAD Missy
Time is infinite
As the seconds all add up
Present becomes past
The past is forever gone
Minute moments mean much more.
AAA/MAD 12/26/24
Do you need time?
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