Category : Poems

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We know the value of the clock,
But we find out the value of time really too late. 
 We know the value of clothes, 
But we do not know the value of the soul
 We hide inside them. 

 We know the value of a man
 Only after he leaves.
We know the value of our parents 
Only after they are gone- we freeze.

  We often say goodbye, 
But the last one that matters
 Leaves scars on our souls and breathing.  

We know the value of money,
 But we do not know the value
 Of health, respect and common sense.

 We value more those who give us nothing
 More than lonely nights and cold tears
That drown our faces, making us sick.