
Time, elusive and fleeting
A concept we cannot hold
It flows like a river
And never can be controlled
It runs with no feet
And hands that have never clapped
Yet it governs our lives
Like an invisible overlapped
We chase it relentlessly
Always one step behind
And try to catch up
With what we left behind
It heals wounds and hearts
And leaves scars in its wake
It brings joy and sorrow
And never takes a break
It's a cruel master
And a kind friend
It's the measure of life
That we cannot comprehend
We live by its rhythm
And dance to its beat
Clocks personified
A reminder so sweet
So cherish the moments
And hold them so dear
For time waits for no one
And it's always near.
About the Creator
Brigida
Writing enthusiast. I like to discover new ways to work online and spend my time with what I like. :)


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