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Title: When the time comes

Living life as best I can, waiting for the sand in the hour glass to keep dropping. Time rolls fast they say, but it seems to be slow driven to me. Hopping through hard times and one day I may drop further then I wanted to, but there is no stopping me. The ones that are haunting me are the ones that say I can’t, but I know better and stay out of that pathetic trance. I keep my stance and keep walking. When the time comes I’ll reach my goals. I’ll evade the holes you put in front of me. Ignore those who may have stolen from me, because I know they’ll pay the toll for what they’ve done. Shun and forget about it, for my future is bright. For when the time comes, I’ll hum cheerfully with a wife and child. Have fun with the time I have, as that hour glass keeps seeping. Giving my child a lullaby as she’s sleeping; crying tears of joy with the blessed life and family god has given me. When the time comes, I’ll be ready. Just take steady time as I wait, because I know its fate. No one deserves to live unhappily, life should be superb and close to stress free. Watch my child rest on her mothers’ chest. That is what I for see, and that to me is what I find to be the best.