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Time Counts For Something
by David Pekrul Time, Slipping away, Wasted, Unaccomplished, Unfulfilled, Wheels spinning, Going nowhere. Every moment counts for something. It's time to take control. Have you made a difference today, By the way you work or the way you play? The Future is a mystery, The time for us is Now, It's ours to have, to capture, to use, Not to be wasted, No remorse, No regrets. www.myhiddenvoice.com The poetry of David Ronald Bruce Pekrul If this article is used in any publication, please send a copy of the publication to David Pekrul at 170 Carr Cres. Okotoks, AB T1S 1E3 Canada E-Mail: [email protected] Article Source: http://www.faithwriters.com |