Elapsed time Love is best measured.

Time expires as soon as the stream flows into the distance.

Let us rejoice in every moment that we were not sorry.

While life passes quickly, imprints on the soul imprint.

And we are still the same, only we grow older.

 Life goes on as if everything for us…

It only remains for us – what we have in their hearts.

Let us open our hands, let’s see what we carry in them.

Let’s put on the scales of life, we stand before the Lord.

 So much has happened yet in our lives happen.

Big plans, now we can dream of.

But this is not important when in the heart of love, no.

Because only a wonderful love life draws us to the trail

 Therefore let us not lose faith that still we grow older.

Open our heart and soul, and our world will be nicer.

Because what we want to spread love and goodness

Do not always have to give, we can sometimes take.

 Love is best measured, elapsed time.

Share the word; give a hand, as long as you have strength.

Smile, though not in the eye once the wind blows.

It will be easier for us to go, though spent years old

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  • momofplenty on May 24, 2012

    Lovely, great imagery and expression.

  • Edyta N. Tehrani on May 24, 2012

    I loved the metaphors. Beautiful poem.

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