Time
Time is impatient,
it waits for no man.
The race it runs,
may never stop it's plan,
but it can.
What would happen?
If for just one day,
time its self, just went away?
Would the earth shake?
Would the sky turn red?
Would you run for cover,
and hide your head?
Or would you run out,
in the fearing earth's way?
To find out just why time went away.
Copyright © Leah Yoho | Year Posted 2008
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