TIME

Bonjour

I want to dedicate my last blog of 2016 to my Uncle Graham who has been battling against poor health for many years now. 

Sadly he is now losing that battle and his days are numbered. 

Yes this is sad but like myself he turned to writing poetry to express his thoughts and feelings and to write about the people in his life. 

I've chosen to share the one he has written about time. 

I think we can all relate to it. 

Time is precious and we should live each day as if it's our last. 

So this christmas whatever you are doing, wherever you are, whoever you are with be grateful and make the most of it.    

A bientot 
From the French Femme
xxx

A poem called time

Time is such a little word

Yet so vital to our lives

We all forever chase it

As bees around their hives

Time is all around us

Although it cannot be seen

It is forever moving forward

Yet we all know where it has been

It constantly controls our pace

And for me the reason’s clear

Most days it is like we are in a race

And to lose fill us with fear

We should take time to contemplate

How to slow this lifelong ride

For I believe it’s never too late

To follow nature’s guide

As we all have allotted time

From the moment we are born

We each must find our way through life

Embracing each new dawn 

Time alas will bring dark days

Along with pain we all must bare

Yet through time we’ll find a way

To lift the burden of despair

Given time we will discover

Time shared will set us free

Be it friendship or a lover

Togetherness is the key

Time is a consultant throughout space

Predating all before

Yet as we as others have our place

As time will show I am sure