Lisa
06/04/07

Wasted Time

Wasted time I used to own
I didn't value, left it alone
And no more is there to receive
For us to share, yes, you and me

I thought my existence was eternal
Life's seasons always would be vernal
Winters cold and empty'd never come
But I was wrong. Arrived, autumn

And the leaves are falling groundward
I feel the chill wind round hard
And shiver in my realization
Of wasted time without participation

So many springtimes I could've been with you
I wasted continually and never knew
That it would end. You'd go away
Now, I wonder why I was that way

When you are young death is not real
Them, it hits you like cold steel
You direct your questions toward the sky
Again, again you cry out "Why?!"

More wasted time I used to own
I didn't value, left it alone
And no answer do I receive
I'm still confused considerably

Life is a cruel mystery
Only answered upon eternity
When lips are silent, all is gone
Hope it's a fairer day to dawn

It's up to us to prolong time
Or at least make it worthwhile
Though other forces can snatch away
We'll be the reason for the end of day

Don't waste the time that you own
Give it value. Don't stay alone
And let us give and receive
Sharing our love, both you and me.

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Lisa J. Parker's writing and creative works including poems, books, short stories, essays, movies, greeting graphics, and photographs.

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