Poetry

If only

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I had left early. This light from the clock wouldn’t be my only source on this dark lonely night.

As I get closer to my home, I wonder where all the time went.

Did I waste my time again? And that is why I never seem to have enough of it.

I hope one day I will give myself enough time to appreciate the time I have in this world because before it is too late.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2022 By Deirdre Stokes

Published by mywords2228

Love writing poetry and reading tons of books. I also write short fiction stories and hope to include them on my page soon; I hope you enjoy my work, and thanks for stopping by my page.