There is Time

There is time

To peek at the morning sunshine

And snuggle into the gentle arms of a mother’s love

There is time

To smell the sweet fragrance of a rose

And linger in the loving embrace of someone dear

There is time

To hear the laughter of the lunchtime crowd

And yet feel you’re very much alone

There is time

To taste the anguish of a parting friend

And cling on tightly to days long gone

There is time

To feel the presence of a loving God

And know you’ll never be the same again

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