Times’ Essence

What day will we die?

Who really can know?

So, while we’re still living,

Let’s give it a go.

Go talk to your neighbor,

stop by, see a friend.

Take time for your family,

that rift you can mend!

I speak from experience,

if you’ve read what’s above.

I now see how time

connects with love.

See, I had a buddy,

a good friend of mine.

He said, “Let’s get together!”

I said, “That would be fine,

Yes, we must get together,

in a few days or so.”

Well, a few days went by,

but I didn’t go.

And now it’s too late,

I realize.

A few days ago, my good friend died.

I’ve learned from this segment

of Life I’ve gone thru.

I trust that this knowledge

has been passed on to you.

What day will we die?

Who really can say?

We may have a century,

or perhaps just a day.

Our time has a value,

too precious to lose.

How will we use it?

This we must choose.

Authored by William J. Thompson, Jr.

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2 responses to “Times’ Essence

  1. Sorry for the loss of your friend, William. But you are right, we never know how much time we have left, We need to make the most of it!!! Thanks for sharing!

    • Deborah, This was an occurence from long ago. But it really had an impact on me. I wrote this poem when I learned of his passing. He was a good person. But for reasons I do not know, he chose to end his young 17 year old life. Since then, I have kept in mind the essence of time and its’ value.

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