Time
Twenty-four hours in a day,
Time for sleep, work, and play.
Planning of meals and everyday things,
What clothes to wear and what songs to sing.
So much time goes to waste,
Too often we never even take a taste.
How much of today will be remembered next week?
What did we think and what words did we speak?
Where did we go and what did we eat?
Who did we see and who did we phone?
Were we kind and loving in our own homes?
No one is perfect or always right,
But remember that everyone needs the Light!
By Charlotte Anne Seigler Miller
July 26, 2004
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