Time Fragmented

It is a tragic thing to ponder when life's resistance is no longer bother; you might think that aging comes naturally but in reality, that is less factually. The memory, the health, the living escapades become less affluent as the time is played; from birth to adolescence to mid life time is quick and fleeting despite our plight. You hope and dream of better days but the path is not quite so easily laid; slip into your safe comfort zone stop the text, put down the phone. You busy yourself with things so quickly passed while what lies before you life is cast; reach out for love, hold onto dreams nothing moves as low as it seems. Time is merely watchguard of our days and how we live is our own to say; be real, be true there is only the one you.