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Time comes & goes in this life, in many ways,
Time has three dimensions, past, present, and future,
What is time, so many ways, to describe time,
You wish you had more time, then you lose track, of time,
Then you have too much time, and you waste time,
You may worry about time, then you pass the time of day,
Easter time, Christmas time, each holiday, has its own time,
As do the seasons, spring time, and winter time,
Then its bed time, time to get up, time to eat, time out,
Time to go, It’s about time you came, time for another,
When was the last time, time for reality,
Time moves on, take some time, you can’t buy more time,
Take your time, what about the time, you forgot about the time,
Not much time, somethings, do not take much time,
Its about time, be on time, special times, a bad time,
An easy time, a hard time, sometimes you have no time,
Too much time on your hands, how much time will it take,
Time to move on, night and day, have their own times,
Watch the time, all the time, then you get confused, about time,
The wrong, or right time, its almost time, forget the time,
Do you have any time, who has the time, is it worth the time,
Time to go, time to stop, you take time to think,
Time to change, time to learn, time for your turn,
Sometimes, you get burned.
Seconds, hours, day’s, weeks, months, years, decades, centuries,
So many ways do regulate, and describe time, what is time,
Time is the same, repeats, every twenty - four hours, you would,
Think we could remember, time, although, we are always checking,
The time.
There are two times in our life, the most important, when God,
Created everything, the planets, the moon, the sun, water…
That’s when time started, which is our path to eternity,
The time talked about all of the time, was created, by a human,
To control, regulate, keeping records of the humans, during this lifetime,
When your soul, travels, to its next adventure, you will be back,
On Gods, time.


                               The original: Tom Maxwell © 07/31/2024 A D
You Dreamed about it for years,
Worked hard most of your life to get there,
Your golden years,
The only gold, you found or see,
Is in your *****, when you ***!

The original: Tom Maxwell 8/6/2024 AD
As I watch the wind blow in another day,
Many dreams will fade from yesterday,
The sun will rise again, a new day will begin,
I'm still searching.

We often think, our plans are carved in stone,
Then we look around and were all alone,
Was it wasted time, did we learn in our mind,
Were back to searching.

Searching for the reason, why I am here,
Am I cold, or am I getting close or near,
I will search until the end, some thoughts,
I will stretch and bend, I just know this life, is real,
And  not a game of pretend.

Your ticket will expire, at the end of your stay,
You can't renew it, there is no way,
So make good use of your life, this time,
Find answers for all the questions, within your mind,
Just keep searching.    


                         The original: Tom Maxwell  C  10/ 06/ 05 AD
Wow I wrote this 19 years ago , I can honestly say, I'm still searching....
Many buckets of rain, have fallen to the ground,
The water in Maxwell’s Creek, kept rising,
To the top of the banks, then out of bounds.
The weight of three large telephone poles, deck boards,
With chains and anchors, kept Schaubert’s Bridge,
Safe and sound, as the water was racing under neath,
Flooding many streets, and low areas down – stream,
Even some major interstate – high ways, had to be closed down.
The next day, the sun was shining, the water was back in the creek,
Birds were singing, the deer were back, roaming around,
As we wait for the next adventure, God, shares with us, through Mother Nature,
When she comes back, to visit our town.


                                              The original: Tom Maxwell © 7/21/24 AD
A thought to think about, in your mind,
If you died today, what kind of memories,
Would you leave behind?
You live your life every day, is the knowledge,
In your soul, growing in many ways,
Or is your life, the same habit every day?
Do you ever think pass tomorrow,
What this life will be in future days,
Will every one be free, or forced to live a certain way,
Our generation, is creating the future days,
We are to share our wisdom, with those of the future,
So, they will understand today, that no one,
In this life will forever stay.


                                                              

                  The Original: Tom Maxwell  © 06/13/2024 AD
Planet earth is only so big
Exiting, we each have our own day and way
Adventuring, learning, pre – paring for what’s
Coming, when our spirit & soul, travel away
Excitement, of evil and greed, following the politician’s lead
Only caring about, their personal party, and space
Nations, starving citizens, plenty of rockets to blow up countries
Eliminating a future generation, nowhere to stay       Actually forcing,  intelligent people, to live in evil and fear
Reasoning, not a play, that would take personal power away
There is only one ending, to a power and greed chase, death for all
Home turf earth , not to many compliments, to rulers of today.

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                                        The Original: Tom Maxwell © 6/03/2024 AD
Hidden message
People come into your life,
Unexpected, on different days,
The black sheep, the odd ducks,
The loners, the eccentrics, have their own ways,
often those who are ignored,
They do not, have to follow the styles,
Or want to be popular,  that’s not their goal,
If you want to meet and have a trust - worthy,
Honest friend, they usually have, the most,
Wonderful Souls.

                                           The Original: Tom Maxwell © 4/27/24 A.D.
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