Life bestows
And retrieves its measure
In that tiny, ticking treasure
Simply called Time
Life bestows
Both joy and sorrow
While one is, in tomorrow
The other waits
Life bestows
Its trial and error learning
And there is no returning
To triumph or defeat
Life bestows
And we must receive
In moment-measure; we rejoice and grieve
As life bestows
Janet Martin
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