A history of turning the Is to Was
Infamously turning Shall into Should've
Does anything under its rule ever truly last
Forever involved in burning the present to past
Turning but boys to kings on thrones
Then those very kings, into the stuff of bones
We believe we are but it's pawns and dust
But then again what is Time without us
An entity of space, of simply odd devices
An entity of life, of an oddly simple crisis
To make a moment stand still, a gift so fine
But then again what are we without Time
Jun 24, 2020
Jun 24, 2020 at 8:51 AM UTC
May this year too modest seem,
to all your achievements hold
May your joy from time past
increase tenfold
May you become your own
purposive hesh
And at time discover wonders afresh
You have much to give, remember to accept
The greatness about you, is in your depth
May luck and faith, into your life integrate
May you always experience the sweetest of fates
At this world's behest
I wish for you, and you the same deserve,
Nothing, but the very best...
Jun 24, 2020
Jun 24, 2020 at 8:39 AM UTC
Our lives are what we owe you
Them being but a testament to yours
Few are as patient in giving
And in our prosperity making sure
Steep has been the ascent in light
We couldn't be prouder indeed
You've taught us to uphold the Right
Of how to in adversity proceed
We find it not gratitude misplaced
When such is hope sown and sorrow erased
Bringing thus both insight and ace sagacity
Thou hast gone, above and beyond
The ringing call of duty
Wisdom of the aged, yet at heart so
young
Of an open mind and a love for fun
With perspective in the plural and of
talents unique
Our lives are what we owe you
Our love forever and always yours...
Jun 24, 2020
Jun 24, 2020 at 7:54 AM UTC