There is a need for abiding my time

The way of it I will tell in this rhyme

No moment of time is ever wasted

For through time all feelings must be tasted

Some times are hours in which I ponder

Within them my thoughts begin to wander

At such times of myself I am in search

Then on a pathway to knowing I perch

Within moments my feelings betray all

My heart then opens to total recall

At that I grow along with the moment

Soul and spirit is then in alignment

From now on I will give myself the space

That toward vast changes I will not race

Then I will avoid a lot of mistakes

For my heart is delicate and it breaks

Love and wisdom I will then gain with ease

So Ill be happy doing what I please

 copyright by Karen Lee