Perhaps
Perhaps...Perhaps, you didn't see the morning dew
or the intricate patterns of that butterfly
or the leaves floating here and there
or the clouds as they slowly pass by.
Perhaps, they were not in your thought
as you rushed out and down the street
as quickly as your legs would go
as you had schedules you had to meet.
Perhaps, you should stop and sit a while
in a sense, stop and smell the flowers
in a child's eye, see an innocent smile
in a single moment, you miss the hours.
Maybe, if all who had to run, would walk
they could see that time won't stand still
they would dare to ask for another chance
they should take care to climb that hill.
Maybe, those who take their time know
that when the day comes to an end
that somehow, time, will not stop, and
that which was, will not be again.
Perhaps, you could start the day over
then plan your schedule again
then put a few ifs, and some maybe
then sit back and watch morning begin.
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