Reflection On Time

There are times I soar Feeling on the top of the world And yet there are times When I cry and feel so low There are times when I need to explore These are the times I move Deep into my very core There are times that really bore These are the times when I find it a chore! Time heals all wounds Or so the saying goes Time opens that third eye That sees so much more Time has a strange way To measure all these emotions Since when did time cause So much commotion? The sound of silence Interrupted by a ticking clock Time is once again running amok! 22.1.22 Contest Name: A STRAND (1057 ) Poem.