Thursday, April 23, 2020

Time is a River, Always Flowing

Ticking clocks, as our children become adults
Our parents age before our eyes, from time
And all the while, we enter the cycle of others
Birth, childhood, teens, adults and elders
All are victim to the same villain
And we can all shine
Knowing we aren't around forever
Knowing we have to be together
We are losing our days
Memory flees
Time is a beast, it is a crime
We waste our youth upon stupid acts
We see adulthood as a vital task
But waste our days in worry
Losing sleep over what is beyond our hand
Then we die
Still wondering where time went
Never realizing
how many times others wondered
The same exact thing
As the waves of eternity come thundering
Flooding our being with an end to one cycle
And the entrance into another one