Selling Time

Today's poem

Selling Time

Beware when selling time, my friend
For one day time will reach its end
And what remains of you and I?
For time has passed, none left to buy

So what to sell?  Not things you need
You'll be consumed by such a greed
Then trade with things that bring delight
And this way you will sleep at night

For answers to the quest we're in
At first require we must begin
And seeking ways to move things on
We learn that life may soon be gone

So think your strategy to the end
Don't sacrifice your greatest friend
Our time is precious, wants us to learn
Don't sell it all, for money can burn

(c) Simon J. Halliday 2013
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