Tuesday, January 5, 2010

They Fixed The Broken Clocks...

Time loves like no other

In forgetful fashion,

Yet remembers everything.

In the blink of an eye,

Can change in an instant

Yet remain the same distance.

Time is perfect in its approach

Wound-healer to some

Hatchet-burier to others

Makes hearts grow fonder

When time is spent apart…

Time ages beautifully.

Time is flawed in its delivery

Not enough time in a day

Too much of the in-between

Some are aging prematurely

Time…Sometimes isn’t enough.

1 comment:

  1. Time
    Too much of it
    Being forced to face my reality
    The clock is ticking
    Time in an essence is slipping
    Need to learn to use it wisely.

    (LOVE THIS!)