A poem about not wasting time.
Time is a temporary gift,
Given with an hourglass that always seems to be moving too fast.
One moment you are young and life is a long path ahead,
The next you have greyed and the end of the journey is in sight.
Will you be the one who lives with no regrets?
Will you be the one who savors each flavor that you encounter with an open heart?
Smelling each flower that blooms at your feet,
Not allowing one moment to pass without making the most of it,
Living each moment to the fullest,
Living each day with not one moment wasted.
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