Time Non-Renewable Resource
Time a non-renewable resorce unframed
Time that slowly wears away one's bones
Takes away friends_ companions leaves alone
Soon world will forget even poems I named
So glad that into my feeble life You came
Since knowing You I have spiritually grown
Now am claimed as one of Your very own
No more in inner being bear sin's shame
Lovingly and patiently know that you are true
Even there is an accounting of number of my hairs
When in discomfort of ill-fitting shoe
You provide for me a comfortable chair
I know You unconditionally love too
And in TIME all my sorrows You will bear
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