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The Time Is Now [a poem]

By Carmen McKnight | Featured Contributor


The time of day to live not stray
is now.

The time of night to love not to fight
is now.

The time to open up your heart
is now.

The time to cry those tears of joy
is now.

The time to send those fears, ahoy
is now.

The time to eat your beefy stew,
is now.

The time to let the others have a breakthrough,
is now.

A time to practice your forgiveness
And leave your crusted hate behind
Along with that entitled intuition.
All of it is now.

The time to hate has passed away, to love
is now.

The time to mourn a lost reward, and smile
is now.

The time to look behind no more
is now.

The time to hope for a brave tomorrow
…is absolutely now.

Carmen McKnight
Carmen McKnight

My name is Carmen McKnight, a licensed Massage Therapist, who is also fighting chronic Lyme Disease with multiple co-infections. In my spare time, I write. My book, It’s Lyme Stew Time: Poetry for the broken soul, is currently available on Amazon.


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