Time's Disarray

Just a second -no, wait it's the hours of the day, sixty minutes plus fading in the fray; no, it's the weeks lost in the months, actions and escapades debunked, then again, maybe not, more like the months turned into years passing quickly through laughter and tears; better yet, it's the decade of the years that slipped away trivialized by work and play, with memories mixed and confused forgotten and bemused gifts and blessing misused; it's a lifetime hurried with goodbyes, rose-colored glasses that forged its lies with every step we laughed and cried; take me back a moment in time to remember and recall to know and appreciate - we had it all.