Poetry: Time


All I wish for.

All I hope for.

Is time.

Time to relive the past.

Time to heal old wounds.

Time to grow.

Time to change.

Time to love.

Time to grieve.

Time to move on.

Time to let go.

Time to start over.

Time to live.

Time to take back.

Time to grow.

Time for tomorrow.

About Maison Moonchild

A Canadian gal that firmly believes words can change the world. An avid reader, writer and Halloween enthusiast. She has a special interest in communications and writes for pleasure and profession. She moonlights as a metaphysical maven with a knack for creating magical crystal jewelry and holiday accessories.
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