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Time

A time to meet and a time to part.
a time when people and places eventually grow apart 
but always a time to make memories that will last. 
A time to wish and wait,
always witnessing the unfolding of fate. 

A time to cry and to pray, 
and a time to laugh and make hay. 
A time to look up and high, 
searching for the diamond in my sky.

A time when to music I sway 
and a time to silently walk away. 
A time to kiss and hug, 
and a time when my heart feels the tug. 

A time to be Alice in Wonderland 
and a time to accept reality at hand. 
A time to smile and hum a song 
and a time to ponder why he's gone. 

A time to be my Papa's little girl 
back in childhood to dance and swirl. 
A time to be the shoulder strong 
and a time to weep until dawn. 

A time to be the belle of the ball 
and a time to see myself fall. 
A time to walk by the stream, 
always having another dream to dream. 

A time to shout and fight 
but always a time to kiss you goodnight. 
A time when i miss home a lot,
Mom, i love your touch soft.

A time to break away and fly 
and a time when I get lost in the sky. 
A time to pass and a time to fail, 
in the quest for my Holy Grail. 

A time to forgive and a time to forget, 
always remembering never to regret. 
A time to go to school 
and to leave it all behind too soon. 

A time to work you life away 
trying to save for a rainy day. 
A time to feel the sun above, 
always warm when in love. 

And now, a time when my Mother said 
"It'll soon be time for you to wed."

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