anant1a
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Time For All Time!
Time not to be taken for granted. As our hearts tick, so does time, in its own way. Time you truly are a large portion of love in life. Time it's nice to share you, and be alone with you.
Time, we seek more of a portion of what your all and all is. You’re filled with a divine presence, beyond magic. Time you’re said, "To wait for no-one". We want time to fit our words, all the time. It's not suppose to, that's what makes it so fun to love, and write about.
Faith plus hope equal love. Love will always offer curiosity, and talent enhancements. Time and love, are like the best of friends, and are part of each-other. This is like unto a marriage, that is more than super-glued, but bonded with pure love, that has a far better hold, but yet a close to our heart hold as well.
Time, you do wait, you do speak, and then again for some, you don't. The wind doesn't blow everywhere at once, so time can move in one area, and be still like unto it's friend the wind in the other area.
Abusing time is as bad as abusing a innocent child. Time your a part of the birth of us all, and the love enhanced offered to us by grace, if we so choose. Time priceless doesn't do you justice, but loving you where priceless can't, doesn't hurt.
Time as upon puzzle upon puzzle, is said to be done. Some say, "What is considered done by some, we still try to improve upon." To each his own, to make what's done is done. To make sweet, or better yet, sweeter than sweet, if you will.
Time your ahead of your time, ahead of us, but behind to, and can appear to show all at once, and shock us. Time your already greater, than some mere time machine!
Time we should always try and love you, with time. Yes you fly we say, but we fly to. Time who are we to judge you? Time you pass, and hold back, as do we. Your over there, where we only see a glimpse of the there.
We'll never understand you completely, and the universe is but a small part of you. Life unto life, for the life of you in us, only to appear again, in a world of ways. That's o.k., cause eternal life shouldn't lead to boredom.
Your always there for us, and can't be stabbed at, nor can you bleed, even though we, may bleed you away. Were sorry time, that we don't blame ourselves more. Time we even say your money. Were sorry as we know you’re so much more!
We tell people to be themselves, that their special, in their own separate ways. Time your extra special, for without you, we couldn't be complete ever! We try and measure you, but we can't measure-up to you. We know time, for you to be best to us, we must apply the faith, hope, and love that made you.
We try and kill you, and for us, time you should be no more. True friend that you are, you still bless us with more of you. "Waste not, want not, it was said." Thanks just isn't enough, nor words, except maybe out the mouths of babes.
Yes we waste you, but you remain with us or someone else in your own way, to pass the torch to. Your filled with such variety, and are a large part of the spice of life! You can be one thing to a dog or cat. You can be another to a bug. You are what you are, in different ways, for more than just people.
Time slow, but yet fast, time hard but yet soft. Time all at once different. One or two at once, or more! A Google, of what is-is! We can't control you, but are devoted to the love in you, to do with us what you will, as you’re so much more than we know.
We do know this, you’re a great vast part of what love is, and was meant to be. You’re a very big part of forever. More than the cream, in the Boston cream pie! More than mud in our eye! More than a word to the wise! Time you carry a lot of weight, but yet are lighter than air.
Like unto the wind, we don't know completely where you begin or end, even more-so, to start again, or stop. Time when your man-made you can break. When love made you, you were made for even beyond this life.
The same yesterday, for some in some ways, but yet different again to others, on that same day. For one day is like unto a thousand years to you, from the love of life that made you. Time you have eyes for us, and us a eye for you. Your like unto a true leader, and can stand alone. We'd rather stand with you time, and not tick you off!
Time not to be taken for granted. As our hearts tick, so does time, in its own way. Time you truly are a large portion of love in life. Time it's nice to share you, and be alone with you.
Time, we seek more of a portion of what your all and all is. You’re filled with a divine presence, beyond magic. Time you’re said, "To wait for no-one". We want time to fit our words, all the time. It's not suppose to, that's what makes it so fun to love, and write about.
Faith plus hope equal love. Love will always offer curiosity, and talent enhancements. Time and love, are like the best of friends, and are part of each-other. This is like unto a marriage, that is more than super-glued, but bonded with pure love, that has a far better hold, but yet a close to our heart hold as well.
Time, you do wait, you do speak, and then again for some, you don't. The wind doesn't blow everywhere at once, so time can move in one area, and be still like unto it's friend the wind in the other area.
Abusing time is as bad as abusing a innocent child. Time your a part of the birth of us all, and the love enhanced offered to us by grace, if we so choose. Time priceless doesn't do you justice, but loving you where priceless can't, doesn't hurt.
Time as upon puzzle upon puzzle, is said to be done. Some say, "What is considered done by some, we still try to improve upon." To each his own, to make what's done is done. To make sweet, or better yet, sweeter than sweet, if you will.
Time your ahead of your time, ahead of us, but behind to, and can appear to show all at once, and shock us. Time your already greater, than some mere time machine!
Time we should always try and love you, with time. Yes you fly we say, but we fly to. Time who are we to judge you? Time you pass, and hold back, as do we. Your over there, where we only see a glimpse of the there.
We'll never understand you completely, and the universe is but a small part of you. Life unto life, for the life of you in us, only to appear again, in a world of ways. That's o.k., cause eternal life shouldn't lead to boredom.
Your always there for us, and can't be stabbed at, nor can you bleed, even though we, may bleed you away. Were sorry time, that we don't blame ourselves more. Time we even say your money. Were sorry as we know you’re so much more!
We tell people to be themselves, that their special, in their own separate ways. Time your extra special, for without you, we couldn't be complete ever! We try and measure you, but we can't measure-up to you. We know time, for you to be best to us, we must apply the faith, hope, and love that made you.
We try and kill you, and for us, time you should be no more. True friend that you are, you still bless us with more of you. "Waste not, want not, it was said." Thanks just isn't enough, nor words, except maybe out the mouths of babes.
Yes we waste you, but you remain with us or someone else in your own way, to pass the torch to. Your filled with such variety, and are a large part of the spice of life! You can be one thing to a dog or cat. You can be another to a bug. You are what you are, in different ways, for more than just people.
Time slow, but yet fast, time hard but yet soft. Time all at once different. One or two at once, or more! A Google, of what is-is! We can't control you, but are devoted to the love in you, to do with us what you will, as you’re so much more than we know.
We do know this, you’re a great vast part of what love is, and was meant to be. You’re a very big part of forever. More than the cream, in the Boston cream pie! More than mud in our eye! More than a word to the wise! Time you carry a lot of weight, but yet are lighter than air.
Like unto the wind, we don't know completely where you begin or end, even more-so, to start again, or stop. Time when your man-made you can break. When love made you, you were made for even beyond this life.
The same yesterday, for some in some ways, but yet different again to others, on that same day. For one day is like unto a thousand years to you, from the love of life that made you. Time you have eyes for us, and us a eye for you. Your like unto a true leader, and can stand alone. We'd rather stand with you time, and not tick you off!