Time and Patience

If Time were a one-way street Patience is what you'd need To be content where ever you went, Traveling at any speed; If Patience were a sprout new sprung Right after it was sown, Time is the dear necesisty It must have to be full grown; If Patience were the feet and hands And a ladder could be Time, Eachother will work and play its part Making possible the climb; If Time would be a river Flowing constant from its source, Patience would be the paddles Navigating the boat's course; Time and Patience, they are conjoined, Closely related things: One is the fabric, through which all lives The other describes how it hangs.