Time

Time

As the clock ticks,
It brings my life to a new beginning.
As the time chimes a new hour,
I see my life change.

As the clock strikes noon,
I am hungry.
As the hour changes,
I continue through the day.

As the clock changes,
I realize the importance of time itself.
As the clock’s battery is changed,
Lives always push on.

When time happens,
New life experiences change us as we go on.
How time continues…
Because we keep living: for time’s continuance.

As time goes on,
We go on right by its side.
And as we go on,
Time shows us that we exist.

And as I ponder the meaning of life,
As many others have.
Time is the meaning of life.
Because without time; do we still live?

And as I move through my own life,
Experiences never cease.
Each; change a perspective.
And my time is not yet finished.

As my time continues,
There is still much to do.
As clocks tick their time,
I still continue because time continues.

And if time continues,
We all go on.
And time,
Is always by our side.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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May 11, 2010 at 5:30 PM
enjoyed this one, like how you started and ended it
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