Time is reserved

for those we love

precious and short

a gift from above

Walking the dog

talking to the cat

watching the birds

time is compact

Lunch with a friend

perhaps a ball game

cheering with others

don’t know their names

Precious moments

spent at the end

now only a memory

smiling with a tear and grin

Meditation in the morning

talking to God

time well spent

though some may find it odd

Most of my time

is spent alone

enjoying this life

before called home