Paul Schneiter Poet Rhyme

Time

It is ceaseless and silent and governs all—
Everything on earth and what is in space.
It orders the seasons and leaves that fall
And it etches furrows on the human face.

Of what occurs in its domain it is aloof,
Though masses in a disaster meet death.
It is ever with us, constant change is proof.
But we cannot alter it, even for one breath.

We have made ways to count its advance
Inventing clocks, and sundials, and watches.
They help us gauge the end of life’s dance
Marking mortality in time-driven swatches.

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Jerry T Curtis March 6, 2015 at 6:56 AM This is well written Paul, loved it Paul Schneiter March 6, 2015 at 8:10 AM Thank you, Jerry. I very much appreciate your kind comment.

Jan Allison February 11, 2015 at 7:40 PM Very poignant write Paul with my presnet family situation the final couplet really does hit home hard - great write my lovely leprechaun friend:-) hugs Ninja xx Paul Schneiter February 11, 2015 at 9:00 PM Thank you, Jan. You are a blessing to me on this forum. It's wrenching to see a loved suffer and to be unable to do anything about it. I sincerely hope you aren't in that situation; it's so very hard. * * * I'm proud to be your leprechaun friend.

Jan Allison February 11, 2015 at 7:40 PM oops senility hitting forgot the 7 xx Paul Schneiter February 11, 2015 at 9:01 PM Thank you.