NO ONE TOOK THE TIME

NO-ONE TOOK THE TIME

The little chapel was standing-room-only
As the family took their seats
A sad guitar strummed a tune
While some feet tapped to the sound of the beat.

Her Minister stood before the large crowd
And as he welcomed them
He said "I never knew her long
But when I met her, I knew I'd met a gem."

"How she loved to laugh, how she loved to live
Beside the ocean blue
She wrote her little poems
And I bet very few of you, even knew."

"She was just a very shy, small town girl
They grew up poor but proud
And she'd tell her stories
Reading each & every one for you, out loud."

"Sometimes no-one dropped in for many weeks
As she sat near the door
Waiting for footsteps outside
Before she got up & began to pace the floor."

"When she died, no-one knew for many days
Because she lived alone
When found by her neighbor
She had her hand on top of the phone."

The crowd sat very quiet and very deep in thought
Thinking how life spins on a dime
Wishing they'd known her better
But no-one bothered to ever take the time.

They never tasted her wonderful spaggatti
Or home-made chocolate fudge
Didn't know she loved to sing aloud
And how she never believed in holding a grudge.

They didn't know she loved her dear children
More than life itself
Or that she valued friendships
Never wanting to put them up high on a shelf.

The guitar played another tune as the people left
And some were so kind
As to tell her handsome son
"We hardly knew your Mum; for we never took the time."

She never got her promised three score and ten
But you know, she wouldn't mind
As she went to meet her Maker
Who knew her very well, because He took the time.