Time

Here another day starts with a cloud in the sky As I feel the warm breeze upon my face. Siiting all alone I have reflect on past days That seem like yesterday but so far away. I see friends in school days Wonder the halls with their loves As I went silently down hallway. They were so young and beautiful And time has not hindered one But to me time has not been fare. In my head I can still see That smile and face from time. Life has gave me new friends That has come on gone on the winds. Some have been real true friends Others only were here to use. The friends I have made abroad Have gave hope once again And sent a rainbow into my heart. Why does time be so mean To some and others so kind? Why does it fly as a hurricane And make us rush through our life's? Should we not enjoy our time If we have friends or all alone?