Minutes feel like hours, hours like days,
But the years fly by in a blurry haze.
There should be a remote control for life,
slow down the fun, skip over the strife.
Until the day that dream comes true,
I’ll just stop time with a kiss from you.
Ken_W_Writer’s Stories and Poems
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Minutes feel like hours, hours like days,
But the years fly by in a blurry haze.
There should be a remote control for life,
slow down the fun, skip over the strife.
Until the day that dream comes true,
I’ll just stop time with a kiss from you.