But mother, please,
Just another minute’
Said the sleepy sun
to Lady Time
‘I love my fog blanket
And my cloud pillow,
And surely the world
can wait a while’
‘If only, my child’
said The Mother
of all the
has-beens
and the
maybe tomorrows
‘See that waiting tree
Wishing to be green,
And that tiny flower
Dreaming of yellow,
And that weary path
Longing for a journey?’
‘None can start
without you,
nor do I hold
any meaning,
elsewhere in my
Eternity’
‘So go out and shine,
In blazing glory
It is a good day
when you are around’
There is no hate in this world
Except in the hearts of men
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