The Silk of Time

Minutes tick away Whilst a lifetime surge at bay... Monuments build the present Sculptures fulfill the future's crescent... Rodents hang on some smiles Melting their sides into disastrous aisles... Frowns are lifted upon their faces Leaving nothing more horrible than scar traces... Oh people look up to the sky Remember the light touching the eye... Waste nothing from the present whilst erasing the frowns' scent... For today's future are the memories left from the present's heft... Let time take its time As it flies with every soul's delightful Thyme... And so as time takes its own time Threads are sewn with a pinch of lime to remind one of some times, that have been overcome in the presence of a sad rhyme... Although time is what is wanted by most Learn how to use it whenever it's a post... Fear not to walk out of the shell For light awaits to shake hands and yell...