Time

(In the river of time, I drift and flow,

Moments fleeting, they come and go.

I seize the present, for it is my treasure,

Embracing each second, a gift to measure.)

SUMMARY,

In the hourglass of existence, time slips away,

Like grains of sand cascading, an ephemeral display.

The sands of time, relentless in their flow,

Reminding us that moments are fleeting, as they come and go.

Each grain a precious second, a whisper in the breeze,

Moments that define us, shaping memories with ease.

Yet in the rush of life's currents, we often forget,

To pause and cherish the beauty, before moments are set.

For time knows no mercy, it marches on its own,

Leaving footprints behind, as its story is sown.

So let us seize the present, hold it close and dear,

For time's embrace is fleeting, its passage crystal clear.

In the sands of time, we find the lessons taught,

To savor every sunrise, to cherish every thought.

To make each passing second count, with purpose and intent,

For time's embrace is fleeting, it's a gift heaven-sent.

Let us dance with the minutes, sing with the hours,

Embrace the fleeting beauty, like petals on fragile flowers.

For within the passage of time, we find our precious chance,

To live, to love, to make memories that forever enhance.

The sands of time, they whisper in our ear,

To live in the present, to hold each moment near.

For as the grains slip away, into the vast unknown,

We realize the true value of the seeds we've sown.

So let us cherish the moments, as they swiftly pass,

For time's embrace is fleeting, like a wisp of fragile glass.

In the sands of time, let us find our truth,

And make the most of every second, in the grand tapestry of youth.