Tick tock tick tock goes by the clock
As it winds up another day
Time is passing unnoticed
Stealing all it can from me
And nothing I can do to stop it
While I am lost in memories of
Beautiful time that is now past
Life shortens with each turn
Of the mighty time wheel
Not enough time, never enough time
It is there for a second
That is all we have of it
Then it slips forever beyond grasp
So do whatever you have to now
'
Cause time has its own plan for tomorrow
And our plans aren't its priority
And never will be....
Time flies indeed! You have captured this feeling very efficiently. While we cherish past memories, time runs its own course inexorably and, you are right, there seems not to be enough time, 'never enough time'.
ReplyDeleteBut we can use it wisely...and then it doesn't seem so fast
ReplyDeleteYes, life shortens with each turn indeed. Sometimes we don't notice it passing, and then sometimes we look back and realize a whole 'chunk' of time has passed without our notice. Good advice in your poem: Do what you have to do now. Today is the only day we really have. I enjoyed your thoughtful poem.
ReplyDeleteTime does slip forever and this captures the forlorn passing of time beautifully. Love this.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful observations and reflections on the passage of time. I enjoyed reading this.
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