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The importance of time (2008)
You never realize the importance of time Unless a life holding meaning Ends abruptly and for so long the longing The odd sense that something is missing Is all that remains to tell the story Of lost moments and a faulty memory Yet when you walk the straight and narrow Holding fast to hope that lit your way Years before you knew it was invaluable To have your memory return Because faith development led you there But not only - to have it returned Augmentedly refreshed, new moments possible Unbelievable to most but not to God Shared thoughts, shared concerns, shared moments Humanity with a recognizable face Humanity with an unalterably bittersweet-ness There in trial and when things could be spoken In a way that few would acknowledge That two strangers met in the dark And carried on for months with the light To get stuck like glue, unable to say goodbye Angel it’s time…. Don’t let my love be in vain Angel it’s time…. Get out there and try again Angel it’s time …. God gave us time and moments Angel it’s time …. Don’t forget what I said So his spirit watches, while my soul totters And he waits for his words to be brought into light For to live a life without him seems near impossible Because of time spent & 3 years of assistance That leap for Joy acknowledged As I search once again ….. Because Angel…. My Angel…. It’s time.
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