“Time waits for no one and he won’t wait for me” even the flowers.
My 21st Century British Poet … Mick Jagger and Keith Richards wrote this beautiful song about Time…
I have always luved it as a girl and to this day even more. Thank you Mick!
The flowers are becoming rare with every new dawn conveying the ruin of the cold dark night.
Summer fades and Fall begins….silently ….only leaving a trace of its icy embrace.
Time is the essence of change and the Seasons are its Spirited Theatres.
“Hours are like diamonds, don’t let them waste”.
Time has always intrigued me and I think I might just persuade Em to accompany me to “The Time Travelers Wife”…..sounds romantic and intriguing.
Annabelle
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