Life is a clock that just ticks away.
Bearing down upon judgement day.
Precious seconds now forever gone.
Creating memories not lasting long.

Would you like to turn back the hands.
Have a goal and make proper plans.
Or do you think like me, que sera sera.
That the door is open or just left ajar

Today is the future and the next day after.
Bearing tears or perhaps much laughter.
Who really knows what another will bring.
Should we really worry about such a thing.

Live for the day, in fact the moment will do.
As your time will cease of this…. all know to be true!

Custard

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She is from the UK and has published 7 poetry books and 2 novels!