Precious Things

It does not matter if you show up late
Clocks were made by imperfect people
And seconds were created to remind us
That precious things don’t last forever
Roads wind this way and that
Contouring to the unforgiving landscape
And you, who may be swept up in it all
Are not late, but simply wherever
And whenever you are needed most





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