AUTHOR: Sara
TITLE: Time . . .
DATE: 3/05/2005 11:12:00 AM
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Today is the day I should have delivered my child.
Today is my due date.
I don't care much for quirky, e-mailed poetry, but a friend just sent this to me and I thought it would be more fitting for me to post it here today instead of being upset that I am not in labor or nursing my newborn child already.
This is to all of you, my new friends, the ones who share these raw emotions and feelings of loss with me, the ones who really understand what it is that I go through because you go through it, too. I just want you to know how much I appreciate you, all of you.
To realize
The value of a sister or brother
Ask someone
Who doesn't have one.
To realize
The value of ten years:
Ask a newly
Divorced couple.
To realize
The value of four years:
Ask a graduate.
To realize
The value of one year:
Ask a student who
Has failed a final exam.
To realize
The value of nine months:
Ask a mother who gave birth to a still born.
To realize
The value of one month:
Ask a mother who has
Given birth to a premature baby.
To realize
The value of one week:
Ask an editor of a weekly newspaper.
To realize
The value of one hour:
Ask the lovers who are waiting to Meet.
To realize
The value of one minute:
Ask a person
Who has missed the train, bus or plane.
To realize
The value of one-second:
Ask a person
Who has survived an accident.
To realize
The value of one millisecond:
Ask the person who has
Won a silver medal in the Olympics.
To realize the value of a friend:
Lose one.
Time waits For no one.
Treasure every moment you have.
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