Saving Time

There's no one here,
   just me and my dog
   and the ticking of the clock,
some say hey, it's an hour late
   daylight savings time pushes ahead,
but for me, it's okay, it's fine
  though right now, I'm an hour behind;
the day still comes and goes
  rising sun and fallen snow,
pale blue gray skies are on the fly
  time forever slowing, rushing by,
all the creatures on earth know
  life is steady in its flow,
morning dew on winter's chilled grass
 futures waiting on the lost past;
a word, a thought, a smile, a laugh
 everything is new but never lasts,
today completes our yesterdays
 and now is ever slipping fast away,
hold on tight, the epic ride begins
 blowing east, west, north, south on the winds,
until there's no one left to stay
 n the foolish games we constantly play,
the changing times never move us forward or back
 and all we're left with is a reality fact.

dayrhyme

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