Surrender

'Time's restless surrender is but a charade, tender and giving, but meant to dissuade'...by poet If Time has its way, we must surrender to each moment passing swiftly beyond But my preference is as contender to own these moments: for I've become fond of those I create and Time would abscond. Time, quite clever, will often masquerade full of sunshine while hiding in deep shade Always pretending: a kiss and goodbye Surrender is sought, but will never trade Its fleetness for grandeur, for Time must fly. Wistful, I think of things I might have done Those days when Time appeared to hesitate Instead I thought life was blue skies and sun All those wondrous plans could easily wait For then, life and I were feeling quite sate. But now I understand: Time always lies. Its future depends on ways to devise stolen moments into those that beguile and so we surrender to Time's disguise and watch it fly quickly, wearing a smile. April 7, 2023 for 'Writing Challenge--S Words poetry contest' by Constance La France howmanysyllables.com=10 1st