Time is our currency

The life that is lived

The mistakes that were made

A learning curve changes

Patterns and recognitions are surveyed

When the moment strikes

Maybe in a dream

Awakened, you finally recognize

The squandered moments

The legacy that is now seen

But now the clock becomes a stopwatch

And in the back of your head

You begin to switch gears

Are you trying to salvage the memories?

Or are you trying to salvage the years?

What mistakes you don’t change 

You choose 

The currency of time is unforgiving

Mistaken patterns can become traits

Traits can evolve into character

Just what will be my fate ?

…

DCG

To be continued …