Loves timer – #Poem #Poetry

Speed is of the essence

Time is of the mind

Its running through my hour glass

And I heed it all my mind

Take what you need

Toils the voice of reason

But time is running out

Take me to the toil gate

I have to pay the fine

Keep me young with your love

Bounding in each step

Don’t make me pay for each mis -step

My intent had been pure

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