This first day of September came fast, oh my!
There's not a cloud in the clear blue sky.
Autumn will soon draw nigh
as summer will end by and by.
Neither are there contrails from planes that fly
going somewhere traveling high in the sky.
On either end there's not a dry eye.
Some said 'bye-bye' while others say 'hi'.
Vines in the garden have died.
Soon we'll bake shepherd's pies.
A fat toad hops away. He's shy.
When I saw him I was surprised.
Squash vines laden so don't have to buy.
A pumpkin will make Thanksgiving pie.
For sure a new recipe try -
something yummy steamed, baked, or fried?
A painted lady or maybe a guy
floats down to say hi.
Off she goes up high again as though shy.
Her wings wave 'bye-bye'.
Soon will have to deadhead flowers that died.
Most perennials are more than knee-high.
Will miss the rainbow of flowers tie-dyed.
I'll save seeds so someone doesn't have to buy.
This first day of September flew by.
In fact everyday time does fly.
Time is free. You cannot ever buy.
Something everyone learns is 'time flies'.
* * * * *
Time is precious
and also priceless.
Time always travels forward
though we review time backwards.
Remember the good times
and learn from the bad times
for time also teaches us lessons
needed to mature us through the seasons.
Time, taken for granted when we're young,
gains respect as we mature for among
the seasons of our life we realize
time cannot be reclaimed, it takes wing and flies.
Time is said to heal all wounds.
In this case, time isn't over soon
for time lingers for wounds to heal
giving us time to recover and deal.
Be sure to spend some time today encouraging one another
for we all need encouragement from time-to-time from what bothers.
This time you spent will recharge your batteries
and is often repaid with sincere flattery.
And take time for yourself today
to recoup from the stress of the day
for someone will need you tomorrow
to help them deal with their sorrows.
Time for yourself is best spent
in quiet prayer and worship
for spending time alone with God
helps us endure when times are hard.
Time is the same for every one of us -
twenty-four hours entrusted to us
rather minutes
or seconds
a day does fly by.
Gone forever. Bye-bye.
Here's what Solomon had to say about the duration of time.
Apparently he had spent time thinking about time in his mind.
There is a time for everything,
and a season for every activity under heaven:
a time to be born and a time to die,
a time to plant and a time to uproot,
a time to kill and a time to heal,
a time to tear down and a time to build,
a time to weep and a time to laugh,
a time to mourn and a time to dance,
a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,
a time to embrace and a time to refrain,
a time to search and a time to give up,
at time to keep and a time to throw away,
a time to tear and a time to mend,
a time to be silent and a time to speak,
a time to love and a time to hate,
a time for war and a time for peace.
Ecclesiastes 3:1
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