An Evening Wink
An evening windy sunset winked again at our walk with Wednesday.
Time and again, we hear we are running out of time, even when we seem to be racing with it and not enjoying enough of its romance.
But what's the time again, please?
What's clocking the hour, please?
What moment is it, please?
How much time do we have?
Well, since we can not tell how much time we all still have,
Perhaps we should reflect on our lives and be measured and mindful of what we ought to do with the gift of life.
I just remembered You.
And this is to wish you the best of the evening.
Have a blessed evening.πΊ
Greetings π π
©KYB ✍πΏ24/08/22
Time and again, we hear we are running out of time, even when we seem to be racing with it and not enjoying enough of its romance.
But what's the time again, please?
What's clocking the hour, please?
What moment is it, please?
How much time do we have?
Well, since we can not tell how much time we all still have,
Perhaps we should reflect on our lives and be measured and mindful of what we ought to do with the gift of life.
I just remembered You.
And this is to wish you the best of the evening.
Have a blessed evening.πΊ
Greetings π π
©KYB ✍πΏ24/08/22
Good evening to you too. Thank you for your thought.
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