Title: Time
Time is the essence
Time is the presence
Of charity
Of sincerity
And of anything that wasn't there
When they left you alone
In that memory
What are you looking for?
Is it not here
When I care?
What are you waiting for?
Is it not me
In despair?
I sit here in the sidewalk
The night you pointed
the stars to me
As high as the heavens above
I realized my love for thee
How wide is thy horizon?
How wide is my love for thee?
It covers all my agony
When finally I can
have you back
Here with me
Time is the essence
Time is in the presence
Of someone
Of anyone
who loves and cares for thee
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Cheryl Ching
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9intervals, the idea is derived from a cat having nine lives. I guess, I don't have to tell you how much I love cats!
We've been through intervals in this lifetime. Guess, I'm lucky to be alive. I don't think I would be lucky the next time. But nevertheless, we have our intervals. A certain episode that we remember in the past that affects our future. Or maybe just something that we can learn from. A little something to look back to.
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