One Days End
A poem written in the voice of a child pleaing to the adults to make time for them whilst they are young.
Stace Shaw
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Do not take fore-granted
these days while I am young,
Because before you know it,
I'll be grown and they'll be done.
Cherish every opportunity
When memories can be made;
One day i will be too big
and have no time to play.
Chores will always be there
no matter what the day,
Appointments can be re-scheduled,
They don't have to get in the way.
Do not look back in years to come
and wonder how time flew,
and wish childhood past was present
so moments missed can be accrued.
Do not take fore-granted
this time while I am young,
For one day I'll be grown like you
and one day you'll be gone.
