Reckon the Time

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    Reckon the Time

    Neither a second nor an instant
    Not anything is yours if frittered away
    You try in vain to get back the moment
    Lest you despair for its want anyway

    Never let lose of it at what ever the cost
    Choice is narrow to make the most
    Just rouse sooner than it’s too late
    So that you could avoid censure your fate

    To atone at aftermath by no means shrewd
    After all the cause of such was your deed
    On no account it is excessively overdue
    For the matter to suppose amid an apparent view

    If not once sense it twice to act ahead
    It’s, for all time enhanced to an apposite yield
    The earlier the finer you meet the gain
    Only vital requisite is evade the delay

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    daydreamer23 commented on Reckon the Time

    07-16-2009

    wow your wordplay is excellent as well as the poem,great write,bless.

    bluewolf commented on Reckon the Time

    07-08-2009

    Your wording fascinates me. I hope what you seek you will find.

    devaduta

    07/08/2009

    Thanks a lot.

    If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

    Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

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