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Minutes of Gold
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Favorite Poetry Two or three minutes - two or three hours.
What do they mean in this life of ours?
Not very much if but counted as time.
But minutes of gold and hours sublime.
If only we'll use them once in a while
To make someone happy - make someone smile.
A minute may dry a little lad's tears.
An hour sweep aside trouble of years.
Minutes of my time may bring to an end
Hopelessness somewhere somewhere,
and bring me a friend.
~ Author Anonymous
