Each day has it's sounds of the hussle and Bussle, car's rushing bye,
Tempers flareing, stresses running a rye.
We often forget to stop and stand Still.
And listen to the true rythum and rhyme.
The Serene sounds of wind chimes in the breeze.
The simple sounds of the birds and the bee's
And bask in the moment, smell the flower's
And feel the breeze of the wind in the trees.

Families and small children, Don't turn your head the other way,
There is yet still another side to Display.
If only each and every one of us, Dig deep inside ourselves. and take
a few minutes to dedicate a Little time, We too can make sense
of the Rythum and the Rhyme.

We too can turn back the hands of time. For even just a memory,
Or a smile on your face, for that moment cannot erase.
Bye only Prayer, a moment in Time. And God's good grace,
If only for a moment. We too can Stop the hands of Time

In just a memory, a photograph, a fragrance, or the sounds of a baby's laugh. If not for the reason, But for Rhyme.
We too Can Stop! , If only for the moment, The Hands Of Time!! :p

By Michelle so please ENjoy