Oh how I wish time was mine
I'll choose to stay awhile and play
My youthful look forever shine
Can't get enough each passing day
If time was just all mine
I'll never worry by what I see
The fairer sex would see me fine
Even love to keep my company
Wish time was forever mine
This body given will never quit
Will age gracefully like wine
A pep in my step, so well equip
Sadly like all, time will never be mine
Though I try to hold her in my arms
She slips away, my body declines
Shirked by her, for my charms
The folly of mine to think of time, as mine
No sooner I start living in this body of mine
It fails me as others in time
May I fully live each passing day
For time as a flower, soon fades away
Chris G Peters were born on the most southerly gem in the necklace of islands spanning the Caribbean Sea. Here where the sun shines differently and set as though kissing the horizon, where coral reefs blooms, surf greets the sand, musical rendition of waves pounding the shore. A salty mist is in the air and the verdant beauty of nature abounds everywhere. Learn more.