Time is Love of the un-giving days
Of the out wasteful ways of this world,
Of all the people running a muck,
To wish of true love would be beyond anyone's finest luck,
Awaiting the way in which one will say....
There can and will be a day of it's finer way,

To wait a stray one will be the one to floating a ray,

But we all know that Boxers will make your day.

by me-Kim Mays