Stealing Time

The picture on the nightstand
Reminds me how it used to be
Before fate came calling
And silently took you from me.
Those last days were precious,
Though hard to get through.
I treasured each moment
That I spent with you

Stealing time…
          Hope for tomorrow.
Stealing time…
          Live for today.
In my mind I block out the sorrow.
To savor the days we have left is like
Stealing time.

Time is a treasure,
A measure of the love that we earn,
And memory the jewels to be found
In the lessons we learn.
But keepsakes don’t matter
When rules start to bend.
And all that’s worth keeping are
The days that we spend

Stealing time…
          Hope for tomorrow.
Stealing time…
          Live for today.
In my mind I block out the sorrow.
To savor the days we have left is like
Stealing time.

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