time to let go of another year i hold so close,
tender moments, some grief, no remorse.
manifold the days and the year parts,
the ticking clocks versus our beating hearts.
what tomorrow brings i yearn to see,
snuggled in my time wrap i wait with glee.
time s is a measure, should’ nt love be the gauge,
of how much i have lived and not my life in age.
each day at a time, some different some same,
our world is round, we part to meet again ! ! !
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