It's Time
It's time
you know it's here
you never saw it coming
never saw it go;
still,
it exists, counted, marked
now then later, always and never
slipped away fast and slow;
so much worry, heartache, tears
past, present, future things
hopes, promises and dreams
smiles, laughter, cheers;
wait, hold, stay in place here
tick tock handles, clock face
birth, growth, child, adult,
aging years along the rolling slope;
for each
no matter who you are
whether finished now or not
time moves from it's spot.
Copyright © DM Babbit | Year Posted 2025
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