Time

Another hour, oh here you come, knocking the sand clock as I run, Why does it approach so fast? And does not leave me to my past. Is it another veil I need? Or is it some new sprouting seed? Or more so just another weed? Oh what is that, but wait, I cant see, You have leashed out, I am still so wee. Darkness darkness where do you lead? Into the valley or to the reed? I turn around to see you in the eye, I smile, yet I know you are a spy. Do tell me who sent you here, When I am near what is there to fear? You smile back at me with glorious wrinkles Is it how you mock, or are you really pulling my sock? What is a tug of war without might, I know, I know but I still want to fight. But the sand clock is now turned And all your shape is so churned, I have a wand here with me, I wash my feet now with more glee Another hour, oh here you come, But now I hail with the brave some!