Musings on Time
Twenty-four hours, with bookends of bed
Birth to death an unknown span
How do I use it?
On what do I spend it?
Do I buy it? Can I save it?
Is time a commodity
its value in doing?
What do I spend as I try to buy more,
only to end just where I started?
What do I lose as I spend what I have,
only to find this moment has passed?
Day length and length of days
One is fixed, the other a mystery
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“Twenty-four hours, with bookends of bed” Lovely. I’ll remember this line.
Thank you! 🙂